It worked initially.
He kept saying, ‘I love you so much and I want to watch all your shows with you and just be around you.’
So I watched exactly 6 mins and 56 seconds of my show and he had a tantrum and stormed off bc he didn’t like the show.
I’ve never met anyone who has literally had tantrums about Machine Gun Kelly and reality tv. I’m hoping it’s a passing phase.
Alice:
Sorry I don't want to laugh, but what a dumb turnaround.
That wasn't even 10 minutes, my dude.
Me:
Oh, I find it amusing. Less than 7 mins.
Amusing. Painful. All of it. Oh well. I can only change myself, right?! At least I’m not crying anymore.
Alice:
I’m such a dick, I'd be yelling after him like a gaslighting frat boy.
“Awww, c’mon, babe, it was only 7 minutes. Can't handle it? It's not that bad!”
“Mikey made it through the whole season and we all know he's a codfish.”
Me:
Well, in the grocery store he said he would stop running off. So that lasted like an hour all up. TV show 7 mins.
Alice:
What a child. My ex would even pretend for me.
He watched like 3 episodes of Downton Abbey because I was into it, and, like 4 days later, followed up with "what was that kinda boring British show? I might wanna watch more."
Me:
I was like, ‘Dude, you watched for 6 minutes and 56 seconds and he yelled, ‘I don’t care about this person on the tv,’ and sprinted away.
Alice:
B- lying, babe, but I like the effort.
Call me someday when he's yelling in the back so I can yell, "I don't care about this person in the room."
What even is the goal of that?
Now we're both not watching TV.
We're both watching YOU now.
I laugh despite myself. Much better than crying.
Me:
Lol yeah.