“Are you still seeing Emma?”
“Mom, Emma is so weird.”
“She hates red. She won’t wear red. She won’t park next to a red car. She won’t eat off of a red plate. She gets upset if I wear anything red. Even the word blood makes her hysterical. She won’t even sit on red furniture.”
“You’d better not bring her to my house.”
“She even flips out over roses and humming bird feeders.”
“Have you talked to her about it?”
“It isn’t some deep rooted trauma if that’s where you’re going. She just does it to be weird. She wants attention. You know, she wants to stand out and be different. I asked her if it had anything to do with Vampires. She looked at me like I was the crazy one. She said I was disturbed and disgusting.”
“Does she know you’re a Vampire?”
“No. Hell no.”
“Honey, I think you need to break up with her.”
“I already did. That’s why I called you. The summer of Emma is OVER.”
“Time to cut your losses and move on. At least you only spent a few weeks with her.”
“She texted me this morning. Now she says red is OK. She decided she doesn’t like cats now.”
“Block her. Do it now.”
“Good. Love you.”
“Love you too Mom.”
No matter how grown up you are, sometimes you still need to talk to your mom.
~ Juliette aka Vampire Maman
Haha, that’s a good one! Always strange to see how people confuse weirdness with uniqueness and concoct some weird traits to have that spotlight turned on over their heads!
I expect that behavior out of small children. They’re still testing the waters. As for anyone over twenty-one – they’re just weird and just way too annoying.
It’s like Pee Wee’s Playhouse… only instead of the robot spitting out the secret word of the day each morning, it spits out what we’re going to hate today.
Today we’re going to hate… doorknobs! (Insert Pee Wee Herman laugh here)
Haters gonna hate. People are weird. Fortunately I have many delightfully unique people in my life but not many who are just plain annoying.
Thanks for bringing up Pee Wees Playhouse. That was so weird and wonderful.