Gawd, I Hate When That Happens!

by SJP

Ok so you know when like, you’re visiting Atlanta and your Colombian Boyfriend takes you out to a patio for lunch but instead of enjoying the beautiful weather 3 bees circle your head so you have to sit inside which your boyfriend doesn’t want to do but who really cares what he wants because your face is about to be attacked and he’s glued to his phone playing Words With Friends anyway?  And then you get fed up you’re not the center of his attention so you like, freak the fuck out to the point where he has to get the check early and escort you to the car where you proceed to cry yourself into a dry heaving mess and threaten to jump out of the moving vehicle and walk on the side of Buford Highway home?  

No?  That’s never happened to you?

Yeah…me neither….