Get A Cab Psycho

I dated a girl who I really liked, but she was always hot and cold to me, and when she was cold, she could really treat me like a bucket of liquid shit. It took me way longer than it should have, but I finally manned up and dumped her. She proceeded to alternately try to win me back and seduce my friends; basically, an immature reaction from an immature person.

So, couple of weeks later, I meet an amazing girl at a concert, and we start dating. This new girl is awesome, cool, fun and sexy, but within a week of dating her, I realize something else about her – my ex used to work with this girl. My bitchy ex had had a job the summer before, which had her basically spending the whole summer with this girl that she had developed a major complex about. Wherever the two went anywhere together, guys would always hit on this other girl and never hit on my bitchy ex. It got to the point, that my ex had developed this major anxiety-complex regarding this girl she worked with. By pure random chance, I had gone out and met that girl, and was now dating her.

The satisfaction I felt when I showed up at a party around a month after the breakup, and letting bitchy ex see who I was with was immense. She had a total meltdown that included crying, screaming and ranting, before screaming at the guy she came with, “Take me home right now, we’re leaving!”

To which he replied, “Call a cab psycho, I’m not taking you anywhere.”

It’s the little moments in life that you have to cherish.