My check usually hits the bank at 2:30 am, and I was going to stay up for that last night so I could get groceries and stuff, and a money order for Ed, and after that I was going to look for my taxes so Nancy could help me with them this morning. Well, I went to sleep anyway. So I set my alarm for 6:30 and got up super early to go grab sundries and whatnot, and then get home and find those dadgum tax greeblies, and I walked up to Walgreens and who was there? Brittney! We yakked for a minute, and then I had a BRIGHT idea... "Take me home Brittney! Please?" "Ok," she said. "Oh, and you remember Todd, right?"
"Hey, Todd!" We shake hands. Todd said, "Brittney talks about you non stop." I started to think... ah shit. I hope Todd doesn't think that Brittney and I are... I dunno. You know. Todd is in love with her, and I understand that, more than he probably knows. Brittney and I are just friends, that's it. Just friends. I don't know if he thinks anything about us, but I know I sure would if my girlfriend (they just got back together) came home every day talking about the guy she works with.
I hope things work out for them. Brittney has had an unreasonably hard, and at the same time, very interesting life. I know that being with Todd can be hard for her, but I also know that she loves him. The way Brittney describes him, Todd seems so... hopeful, sad, good, unreasonable, caring, bitter... a good person with problems. I hope things work out with them.
I should have told Todd, "She talks a lot about you too."