gullible
march 09, 2009

"i'm stuck in downtown, it's probably going to be an hour or so until i'm home"
"hey, i just saw a friend from elementary school on the bus - i'm going to spend some time catching up with him before i head over"
"i have to head back to my place before i come over ... i left my ... uh ... gatorade"

she'd sound so disappointed that sometimes i almost felt bad for lying. but each time i'd be standing outside her door.

as soon as she'd hang up the phone, i'd knock. and from inside i could hear her running from her room, happily (yet simultaneously angrily) yelling
"stupid boyfriendddddddd"

the moment she'd open the door i'd kiss her or spin her in the air. surely, this was done to avoid the wrath of the asian woman who had just been fooled.

"why am i so gullible?" she'd ask, frowning.
"i'm home," i'd say.

the best part of work was coming home to you.