The other night I decided to show a movie at the house. Well, all my roommates are out of town except one. I figured, based on past history, no one would show up.
I got a call saying they wanted to come to the party but needed directions. They also wanted to pawn off the 30 Orioles tickets they bought.
Party? Some party.
He called again 10 minutes later. He was still having trouble finding the place. After the third call, my roommate didn't want to meet this weirdo. He wanted to shut off the lights and hide, so I went along with it.
After a couple more calls which I did not answer, my roommate wanted to get in the car and take off, so we did. We went to see what movies where showing, then to the store, then home. No sign of the guy and no more calls.
We juked him good. He deserved it for the two times he juked me in a trip to the Manassas battlefield and this place.
Posted by Michael at March 26, 2006 08:56 AM