The Wallflower Report

The problem with Judy (other than not being all that bright upstairs you know) is that the only time she really calls me to come over is when she’s been drinking and that never ends well.

I mean I think it should go without saying that if a person is that drunk then they’re not in a position to say what they did or didn’t give permission for you to do with the contents of their closet and an internet auction site, right?

That just like goes without saying.

If it was just that one contents-of-closet-and-internet-auction issue that Judy had it might almost be endearingly cute but that’s just one example. Like this morning she’s all like “Ari what the fuck did I say to you that sounded remotely like ‘Open every can of soup in my kitchen and then put them back in the cupboard?’

And it’s like okay ONE I wasn’t exactly taking notes and if she doesn’t know what she said I don’t see why I should be responsible for knowing it and TWO she’s acting like I just did that last night when they’ve actually been like that since our last hook up a week ago so why’s she only getting on my case about it now?

Anyway I only opened the cans in the first place so she’d know what was in each of them after the labels all came loose when I washed the toothpaste off them. I was doing her a favor!

But I try explaining something like that to Judy and she acts like I’m talking some kind of foreign language.

I guess there’s just no reasoning with a drunk.

~Ariella Rasputin Wallflower

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