All The Small Things

Mood: Happy

It just occurred to me that I never got around to posting about our activities last Friday night! Which is shocking, because it was such an awesome and eye opening night - as you will now see!

So Friday I hit the pub with a little gang of like-minded souls, to rock Sassville to its foundations.

Well, that was our intention anyways - basically, we were just cutting a bit loose, going a bit nuts, and having a good time regardless.

So I arrived first (5pm) to a pub already full of wonderful fun folks, including all of our butcher buddies. I played pool and caught up with them until our next gang member arrived...

And that was the tick tock person who rocked in at 7.30 ish, grabbed a bevvie and joined in with the general convivial atmosphere that I and the others had been developing.

Just on 8pm, Mary arrived, also grabbed a bevvie, pulled me aside to tell me that I looked hot (which I did for the record - I got lots and lots of compliments that night, magical what a bit of effort, a hot outfit, and a swipe of makeup and hairspray will do!), then she went off and chatted with each of the lads that she knew. This I think was only half in order to be social, it was more an obvious attempt to make the tick tock person jealous!

Next to join the crew was my new friend Camilla. She rocked in about 8.30pm, and it will give you some idea of the state that Mary was in at that point that during a discussion of events the next day, Camilla was shocked to hear that Mary had only been there for half an hour - she was so nutted that Camilla assumed she'd been there since 5 with me (though she did also say "But she was way more pissed than you were, I just thought she'd drunk heaps more.").

I was also surprised by how quickly Mary began to appear intoxicated - she arrived quite late, and yet she was nutted in no time. So then she and the tick tock person fawned over each other, which was to be expected really, as Mary had begun talking almost as soon as she arrived about how sexually frustrated she was feeling... guess she wanted to take that out on someone.

And yes, it did bother me a little that she felt she had to share that with me!

So Camilla and I are kicking back, laughing, dancing, playing pool, when Mary storms up, "Sass can you go tell that f$#*ing idiot that he needs to be nice to me and buy me a god-damned drink?"

(Yes, that is a direct quote. She sounded rather like a Timmons. But she's so pretty that no one really took much notice)

After a bit more listening to her ranting, I did go over to the tick tock person, and said "Look, for crying out loud, be nice to her and buy her a drink would you?"

"She doesn't need a drink, she's already got one."

"I know that, and you know that, but all she wants is for you to get her one. Its not that hard tick tock person, just buy her a drink OK?"

"Righto."

So he did, and they made up. Awww.

"Thanks Sass." from both of them. Sigh.

Then, about 20 minutes later, the same thing. "Sass, keep him away from me. He's an f*&%ing idiot, I don't know why I bother with him, I hate him so much."

"Whats he done now?"

"Its just him, he's so infuriating. He's nice, then he's horrible. He just say's the meanest things. I hate him. He's an asshole."

10 minutes later, they were back to being all friendly and lover-like.

This went on ALL NIGHT.

At one point the tick tock person cornered me, asking when we were going to be going out next, to see this particular movie that we've been meaning to see. I'm not sure when I'm free this week, so I was just saying we would have to set a time later on. Then he says that he'd like to come back to my parents house, to hang out with my family a bit more, "Because they were awesome, especially your Dad and those chicks." "You mean my sister and her girlfriend?" "Yeah, them. So when can we go back?"

I said that I didn't know, I'd have to have a think about it. He says "We just have heaps of fun when we hang out don't we?" "Yeah, of course we do!"

During this conversation, Mary walked past with the huffs, because he was talking to me, and not to her. "Well, don't talk to me then. Whatever."

I got annoyed with this a bit, mainly because I felt that he was using me to make Mary jealous, and I didn't appreciate it. And a bit at Mary too, I mean, he came over and started talking to me, and I was in the middle of playing a game of pool. Its not like she couldn't have joined in the conversation, its not like I was trying to seperate them, or get him alone. In fact, I was terribly uncomfortable, and I've been trying to figure out why. I guess its because I did feel like I was being used. I hate it when people aren't authentic.

Anyway, it got to about 11pm, and Camilla and I had had enough of the backing and forthing of the starcrossed lovers. How many times can you listen to a person carrying on about what a tool their paramour is, then watch them go back for more before it gets really old?

So Camilla and I said our goodbyes, and Mary decides she's coming too. We all get our coats on, and Mary say's to me in a stage whisper, "Sass, can you get the tick tock person to come too?" So I yell out to the tick tock person "We're going, are you coming too?"

"Yup" So Camilla and I hit the door, the tick tock person on our heels, Mary suddenly is nowhere to be seen. Who knows where she went, but she wasn't with us. We actually didn't notice until we were halfway across the road.

"Man, thanks for inviting me. You guys are heaps fun." says the tick tock person.

"Yeah, we know!" say Camilla and I

"Hang on, where's Mary?"

"Buggered if I know. You can wait for her. We're going!"

"Nah, wait, you guys are fun!"

"Sorry tick tock person, you made your bed... you can wait for her!"

So Camilla and I rocked up to the other Sassville pub, where we discovered that it was packed with old people. So we left, and took a walk up to the Bakery. On the way, we passed the tick tock person and Mary making out on the street. Blerch. Enough to make me sick.

So we headed to the Bakery, had a chat to the Baker, made him a cuppa, then we walked back up the street, where we ran into everyone else. They were all heading to the old people pub. (He he he, how popular are Camilla and I that as soon as we leave, everyone else finishes their drinks and leaves too!!)

So we run into this big group walking up to the other pub, and Mary and the tick tock person are among them. We walk quite fast, so Camilla and I get there first, and settle in. Then we notice that the tick tock person is present, but Mary is not. Mary has rung my phone, and sent me a message asking me where I am.

I txt her back, where are you? No reply. 10 minutes later, in she comes, heads straight over to us, and starts in: "He's an idiot, I hate him blah blah blah." She was almost crying, and visibly upset.

I did what any good girl friend would do, and I dragged her out to the toilets. She proceeded to kick the walls, (seriously, KICKING the WALLS) and rant for a bit about what a tool he was being. "Why can't he be nice? Why does he have to say stupid things? Why doesn't he come after me when I run away?"

While my first instinct was to say that she's an idiot for running away, I actually quite like Mary, so I bit my tongue. She's usually such a sensible girl, I just feel that on this particular occasion she was behaving in a manner that I'm sure not even she would be proud of, but I guess we've all done things while under the influence that we've later regretted. Though she has made me think over the time that I've known her that she would be very high maintenance as a girlfriend. If I was a bloke, I wouldn't be interested in dating her.

Anyways, so we head back to the bar after she's finished kicking the walls, and she continues to rant that he's not interested in her, or he'd come over. She proceeds to say that she's going to smooch up to another fella instead (the young one who walked me home last time we were out, and kissed me on the cheek for those playing at home). He asked her out, she accepted and gave over her phone number.

Camilla and I were pretty appalled at this, and we continued to play pool and finish our drinks. Mary left the young fella standing there, and returned to us to complain some more that the tick tock person hadn't bothered to chase her.

I must at this time point out that the bars in Sassville are not exactly huge. Nor are they overflowing with people. You don't have to yell to be heard, and Mary was using her big girl voice. There is very little doubt in my mind that he failed to hear her.

So I'm saying to her, "Look Mary. He's not the sort of bloke who's going to chase you. Think about it this way, if every other bloke you've ever dated has chased you, and they've been bastards, then maybe this is a good thing. Something different?"

"Yeah, but No. He should care enough to chase me."

At this point, the tick tock person walked up behind her, I spun her around and hightailed it the hell away from there. Camilla and I downed our drinkies, and said our goodbyes. We'd had enough.

Conversation with Camilla on the way home, we decided that next time we went out, we'd be going solo, sans Mary. She was just too much work.

So next time, it will be myself, Camilla and Camilla's next door neighbour, who Camilla assures me is a fun, happy chick and should fit right in with the two of us.

I kind of feel like a bitch for not wanting to take Mary out anymore, but seriously, it sucked the fun out of the night having to look after her and pet her when she was in a funk, then she'd just forget that we existed when she was happy. Just too much work I'm afraid.

To give you an idea of how much it affected our night, last time Camilla and I went out, we were out until 1.30am, when she left, then I went home at about 2am. And we really only went home that early because our mates were also going home and the pub was shutting. On Friday, I was home by 12.30am. And there were tons of people out, and I reckon the pub would have been staying open until at least 2am. We just weren't in the mood anymore.

I like Mary, I do. I'm happy to do other things with her, but if thats the way she gets when she's had a couple, I'm not interested in going to the pub with her. Forget it.

I am a light-hearted, fun, joyful person. I like to go out, play, drink, flirt, laugh, chat and have a couple of drinks. I have an awesome time, all the time, or I try to. I really don't do drama queen, or if I do, my queen would fade into a lowly handmaiden in the court of Queen Mary.

It amuses the hell out of me that the tick tock person has chosen Mary - I really can't think of anyone else I know who is that high maintenance. Seriously, why would you want to go out with someone who spends more than half the night storming off to bad mouth you?

I've said it before, and I'll say it again:

I have the most incredible friends, and I love my life (Camilla, butcher buddies, Sassville, going out, socialising)

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Some men aren't always very bright. (I did have "All men are idiots", but lets face it, they aren't. Most men are very intelligent, clever, thinking humans. Just not the ones here in Sassville, and not anyone confronted with the loveliness that is Mary.)

So there you have it... that was my Friday night out and about.

 

I'm very excited about tomorrow night right now - the beautiful Mrs. Macca is coming to town, and we're going out with a bunch of old mates.

The ever lovely Tink will be there, along with her charming Flyboy, Jimmy the Juggler will be there for a while, and Miss K shall be along too. We're also hoping that the recently returned traveller should be there, though I haven't actually heard back from him yet.

I love reconnecting with my old beautiful friends, and we should have an awesome time - we always do!

Keep yourselves smiling big happy joyful smiles, I know I will!