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Tuesday, May 19, 2015

SO TRUE Pyewacket


The phone rang, I could not believe it, Metro PCS picked up the phone call right away and a Hispanic sassy but smart female voice answered: How Can I help you today?

I am terrible with names, so terrible in fact that i can remember exactly where I met you and the feeling of are you a wonderful i want to spend time with you person or a getting away as fast as you can person, so much in fact that after this kind stranger helped me in the most human possible way one can...i cannot for the likes of me remember her name.

I was embarrassed, embarrassed to have to tell a stranger that me a 44 year old woman supposedly a bright intelligent woman was calling to cut his boyfriend, excuse me, ex-boyfriend of eight months phone service. 

-Yes, I would like to cut one of my lines, please, I am not going to need it anymore. My voice was trembling, for the last six or seven days i have been crying day and night my eyes turned green just like Pyewacket, a side effect of genetics..when I am happiest my eyes are dark brown...but when i am unhappy my eyes will turn green just like a mystique cat's eyes.

-What happened with the line your family will not be needing it?
-No madam...you see...my boyfriend....
-Girl, no worries, I got you girl, the same thing happened to me..with Fernando...(for some reason i remember his name)....you know after i paid his bills, take him with my car....the bastard was texting girls on my phone that i paid for...we were living together you know?

Well my chickies...suddenly...i did not feel as shitty as before or stupid as before...this woman in five minutes did for me what no psychologist could have done on a year of Freudian theory...she told me to be happy to dodge the bullet and SNAP out of it Shit!!!

Elisa and I continued to talk about intimate stuff on a recorded line for 45 minutes...I even asked her are you going to get in trouble...you know because of the content...she said my job is not only to help you with your phone service...but in this case...i want to help you because i been there...No madam it is my honor and privilege that I got to talk to you today...
-Wow, you really should be a therapist...they need to pay you more at your job...Elisa???
Elisa for lack of better name...told me that the first year is hard...cry it out girl...she said with her Hispanic accent...everyone now...somewhere...somehow is going through the same different ages...heartbreaks everywhere....but that is good thing..she said. It turns out Elisa not only was well read...she recommended me a book...but also have as many degrees and heartbreaks as me...well...maybe there is an explanation. Are we hoping for the hopeless...?

-How is that good???? I said.
- It is good because now you can move on and do what you really need to do!!! That simple statement throw me out...yes lately for the last eight months i jumped to his every wimp and desire...and i dint mean (in the bedroom which he was lacking badly...more to come...tatatatadaaaa) but i was not me anymore...i was not even a shadow of my former self...keeping everyone at a distance that really matter to help this man that couldn't care less for me..

Elisa made me feel special, ,love, understood, and most importantly gave me 2 free months of service...and took off his bill from my account.

After I got off the phone I felt this air of independence...of standing up for me..my mother will be proud...you know all my female friends had told me ...if he does not answer the phone or text to talk to you...then cut it off!!!

My conscience didnt let me down...for a couple days I felt i done a great injustice as I dont posses malice or the intent to harm...Had a turn into a bad....ITCH? ...Well you judge...then all of the sudden he started to trying to comunicate with me...well I should have done this from the beginning CONTINUE BEING ME PYEWACHET...SO TRUE.

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