Its 2 am and I’m PISSED OFF.
I just got back from a night of drinking and Risk at Ash’s house, and things we’re going fairly well, until I got a ride home.
Now, I don’t drive, so I can’t give the guy step-by-step directions,
which he apparently needed.
Even after I gave him 5 landmarks, and the major intersections.
It’s like no matter how many ways I tell the guy to get to my house, he’s clueless.
so finally, after getting a headache telling him how to get there we make it to erin mills and we’re heading towards my house, and what does he do?
HE CALLS AND ASKS FOR DIRECTIONS….
I tell the guy we just have to keep going straight, and what does he say?
Guy driving me home:“oh…I’m confused, does *insert name here* know where you live?”
David:yeah why?
Guy driving me home: “I’m gonna call him and ask for directions…”
David: look we’re here man we just have to go south.
**and he calls him ANYWAYS.**
ON HIS HOME PHONE
AND HIS PARENTS PICK UP.
And then the idiot wonders WHY THEY’RE UPSET.
So I have to try and explain to him why CALLING HIS HOME PHONE AT 2 AM IS BAD.
Guy driving me home: “But he doesn’t have a cell phone”
it gets worse from there, but that’s all I’m posting.
Next time I’m walking
I swear to God.
