by Lore Sjöberg
BEEEEEEEEEEP
Hi, Jenna, it's Mark. Hey, listen, thanks for telling
me about that Italian place. Babs and I went there
a couple days ago and we loved it. Anyhow, if you
still want to borrow my handi-vac you can come by
and pick it up anytime this evening. I love you, bye.
*click*
BEEEEEEEEEEP
Hi, Mark again. Sorry about that "I love you" thing.
That's just a habit from when I talk to Babs. You know,
"Kiss kiss, I love you, bye." It just slipped out, sorry about that,
I don't actually love you. Bye!
*click*
BEEEEEEEEEEP
Hi, it's Mark. When I said "I don't love you," I didn't mean
I don't love you. I do love you, of course, I just don't care
for you. I mean, I don't care about you.
Wait, hold on.
I do care for you, I do love you. But, you know, in a friendly
way. I mean, I'd never consider sleeping with you. Talk to you later.
*click*
BEEEEEEEEEEP
Did that sound as bad as I think it did? I'm really sorry. All I'm trying to
say is that you're a wonderful friend and very dear to me in a
platonic way, and that's great. Okay. There. I'm glad that's over
with.
I mean, of course I'd consider sleeping with you! Heck, given half a chance
I'd be over there in ten minutes flat with equal numbers of roses and condoms.
But hey, I'm involved, you're involved...oh, shit.
Um, if this is Tom listening to this, um, ignore that. Hell.
*click*
BEEEEEEEEEEP
Hi, honey, it's Tom. Listen, Mark just called me at work and offered to
pay for a few games of pool. For some reason he's real big on getting there
right at 5:30, so I don't have time to come home first. Why don't you meet us
there once you get this message?
Kiss kiss, I love you, bye!
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