I know what I said about Marisa the last time I wrote about her, but I thought I’d give her just one last chance to redeem herself. (see: Marisa – 2017 to present – The Friendly Hostess. It’s a three part story, so you should probably read them before you read this one because you’ll better understand who Marisa is) Maybe she learned her lesson and wants to be better. I left all of the grammatical errors in to keep it real. Also, pay close attention to the timeline.
Here’s the recent dialogue:
Thu. Jan 19, 9:33pm
Sat. Jan 21, 7:58pm
Marisa: How are you
Marisa: Good morning
Thu, Jan 26, 1:39pm
Me: Hey (This is the first time I have responded since I last saw her)
Marisa: How’s going on
Marisa: I might go tomorrow in tanning salon
Me: I’m doing well.
Me: I’ll be at the salon from 3 to 8
Fri, Jan 27, 8:35am
Marisa: Hey morning
Me: What’s up Marisa
Marisa: What you up to lol
Me: I’m getting some breakfast and then I have a meeting at the pyramid club at 10. Meeting with my broker at 1pm then working at the salon at 3pm. What are you up to?
Sat, Jan 28, 8:28am
Marisa: Hi How are you?
Sat, Jan 28, 11:47am
Me: I’m good. Just woke up. Are you working today?
Sat, Jan 28, 11:37pm
Sun, Jan 29, 9:52am
Marisa: What are you up too
Me: Going to work at the tanning salon
Me: What are you up to?
Marisa: Just wake up
Me: What are you doing after 4 today?
Marisa: Not much why you wanna grab a drink
Marisa: Cool you must like to drink
Me: Of course
Sun, Jan 29, 12:37
Marisa: OK I’ll see you 4?
Me: Ok. Meet me at Square 1682
Sun, Jan 29, 4:14pm
Me: Where are you?
Sun, Jan 29, 4:58pm
Marisa: Where are the square
Marisa: Where im gonna meet you
Sun, Jan 29, 5:02pm
Me: You were supposed to meet me at Square 1682 an hour ago. It’s right across the street from Sofitel. I waited there for you for a half hour. and when I didn’t hear from you I went home. I couldn’t let you do what you did to me last time again.
(A bold-faced lie. I went straight home after work knowing this idiot wouldn’t be able to be at the bar right across the street from Sofitel were she works as a hostess)
Sun, Jan 29, 5:39pm
Marisa: You wanna meet
Me: I’m home now. Maybe some other time when I know you can really meet me on time. I like you but you need to be better with being reliable.
Sun, Jan 29, 6:55pm
Marisa: If you still wanna go out for drinks I’m cool
Me: Some other time, dear.
Sun, Feb 5, 2:50pm
Marisa: Hey. You wanna meet today for just dessert
Sun, Feb 5, 5:34pm
Marisa: Hey. You wanna grab some drinks
Mon, Feb 6, 5:20pm
Me: Sorry. I was out-of-town. How are you?
And it just ends there. Hopefully she’s finally given up. But can you believe this crazy shit? It’s like she has some sort of mental disability. She seems to have a complete inability to communicate, or accomplish even the simplest of tasks. How does this woman in her early thirties even function in this city, let alone in life? I don’t think I’ve ever had a dumber exchange with anyone ever. Look at the timeline. It goes on for weeks with no real connection. She never came to the tanning salon, and we never met up once. Can you imagine having this conversation with anyone? She almost seems insane in her behavior.
Update: Just got a text from her that said: ” Happy Valentine’s”
Oh maybe the love is still alive… lol
You never know…
Art imitates life imitates art.
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