Seeing the Truth
T he guy I'm dating -I'll refer to him as R—has an old phone. It is so old that it doesn't receive 90% of the texts that I or others send him. And he seems unfazed by the entire bit of it all. He thinks we are the crazy ones for acting like the world is on fire because he hasn't received the latest update on what's happening in the local or someone's daily life drama. He basically told me so last night when I pulled into his driveway like a banshee from hell looking for a head to take off. I got out of my car and stood there yelling up at him through his workshop window, "Hey! Are you getting any of my texts? Looking down at me, wielding a chainsaw, dressed in his crooked red, fogged-up goggles and beige overalls, he yelled back at me, "What are you CRAZY? "Why don't you just turn your car off and get in the house? " I stared at him and shook my head as he returned to chainsawing. He met me in the basement. He sat on the couch and t...