So, I met this marine, Robert, at one of my karaoke shows. Around a month ago? I can't remember. Anyway, he's cool and into things I'm into, so we email back and forth. He comes to my Thursday show pretty regularly.
He's admitted that he hooks up with girls on a pretty regular basis, though thankfully he's never asked me for the favor, saying that it would be hard for him to objectify me. He so sweet!
So we talk, yeah? No chemistry between us or anything, totally platonic, though I fear one day he will eventually try to get into my pants. We'll cross that bridge when we come to it.
So last night, there's this girl named Canaan. She was there at the start of the show pretty much. Robert shows up late, and I went to say hi, and he gets all nervous, because he's noticed that Canaan was in the bar. He says the last time he talked to her, she slapped him, and he doesn't know why. I have a pretty good idea...he hooked up with her, and when he didn't call her back, she got mad. Though he says she didn't call him either and they just fell out of touch. Whatever, right?
So Robert's staying by the door, where RJ (a friend and the bouncer) and Garrett (a friend and co-worker) were hanging out. So I'd pop over there every now and then to chat. Robert comes up to do a song eventually, and when he's done, he tries to talk to Canaan, who just gives him a big fat glare. Robert leaves some time later, and I end my show on time, because I haven't been getting any sleep dammit! And I want to get to bed BEFORE three in the morning, thank you very much. So there's a bunch of people who are mad that the show is over. Canaan yelling at me fiercely, though the only thing I could make out was "...and your outfit fucking SUCKS!"
Excuse me, but it was a fucking CUTE outfit with a fedora and everything. Who doesn't like fedoras? Honestly? Pictures when I get a camera. So I figure, she's jealous?!?! Of ME?!? Why on God's green earth would she have anything against me? She's usually a cool chick. She's been to a few shows. Total hardcore-punk-rock-girl type, with the huge tattoo going all the way up her arm, and tinier than I am.
So I book it out of there so I don't have to deal with crzy-psycho-chick. But I give Robert a call to let him know about Canaan. Apparently, she's under the impression that I'm dating or at the very least sleeping with Robert, so she's taking her anger at him out on me. When he went to talk to her, she yelled at him when he was walking away, "So *gestures towards me* good job! Congratulations!!" and Robert had no clue what she was talking about, assuming it was for the song he just sung? But after I told him what she said to me, he was like "....ohhhhhhhhhh. Well shit."
So...how do I deal with a catty ex? Especially one that I'm afraid could beat my ass if I tried to reason with her? I mean...she's scary!
Edit- 3:07 pm
So, Robert called Canaan and told her "due to your antics last night, I am permanently deleting your number from my phone. Forever." (HA!) and she was all, "Omigodimsosowwyiwastotalydrnkandliekcantrememberathingand I WAS JEEEAAAAAAALOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOUSSSSSSSSS!" Tee hee. And I can't understad why she would be, because we weren't "all over each other." I didn't even give him the usual hug that I give to my karaoke familiars because he was all antsy. *shrug* She just must have been drunk. But hooray! No more worries!