I feel like....

[awesomesprout]

Such an idiot.

Loren e-mailed me from work today asking me to check his e-mail for him because it'd been acting up. So when I got home tonight I checked it.

I found an e-mail for an order with Victoria's Secret.

I freaked out.

" WHO IN THE HELL IS HE BUYING VS FOR?!?! " Say I, the jealous girlfriend.

I knew it wasn't for me because the item was a size Medium. Cute little chemise thingy. So... I called him. Calmly asked for a moment of his time. And proceeded to tell him, calmly, that I was very upset and wanted to know who the VS order was for.

Here's the part where I become an idiot..

" Well, honestly, it's for you. "

Me: " Right Loren. Let me tell you something, I haven't been a size medium since I was 15! "

Him: " I know you're not a size medium. I accidentally clicked the wrong size thing and hit the button before I knew something was wrong. Then I saw the e-mail and saw what size it was. I've been calling them trying to fix it. "

Me: " Oh. So it really IS for me. :: slaps forehead :: I am SUCH an idiot. I'm sorry hunny :( "

Him: " It's ok, can I go back to sleep now and I'll just see you when I come over today? "

Me: " Yes, goodnight. "

< few moments pass, cell phone rings >

Him: " Well now that I'm awake! "

Me: " Sorry :( "

Him: ( earlier I'd also inquired about a trip he'd talk about going to Disneyland with a friend and why I wasn't invited and how I was upset that he'd decided to go and not tell me. ) " Also, the reason I hadn't said anything about the Disneyland trip was because a little while back, you'd said you didn't want to go to a themepark with rides until you lost weight because you were afraid they wouldn't let you on the rides. Do you remember that? "

Me: " Yes, I do. But what about Kenny? He's bigger than me! Oh wait... he doesn't have boobs. That's one of the reasons why I got kicked off the rides for being too big. My boobs made it so they couldn't latch the safety thingy... "

Him: " Yes, Kenny's also shorter. Ok? I'm going to bed now. "

Me: " Thank you, hunny. I'm sorry... I'm a sucky girlfriend sometimes. "

Him: " It's ok. Goodnight. "

Me: " Night. Bye. "


I didn't yell. I didn't cry. I didn't throw a fit. I just calmly asked what I wanted to know and the situation was received a lot better than I thought it would have been.

AND I DON'T WANT ANY " Why were you in his mail?! " Comments either!!! HE SAID FOR ME TO CHECK HIS MAIL!!!

SO nyah.

:)

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[thetrader.livejournal.com]

Whoo, awesome how everything worked out. Communication is the key, yea?