I WAS NOT DRUNK!!

The other day I called a guy that I worked with (back in the day) with a computer question. See- I recently obtained a new MAC. Yup- I got a MAC after many happy years with my good buddy -the PC.
WHAT THE FUCK WAS I THINKING??!!!
At every turn, this EASY out of the box device throws me a curve ball right in my F’ing ear!!! OUCH MAC……ouch.
SO…..inevitably I have to fall back on those I know own said piece of technology….so that they can make fun of my question and/or my dick size.
“I just can’t figure this out!”
“You’re a retard.”

NOW- back to the for-mentioned phone call made at around 11:30 pm.

This particular friend did not answer the phone, so I promptly tried the next MAC user in my mental rolodex. Soon…….problem solved. (-thanks Steve)

NOW BE THE KICK IN MY SPECIAL PURPOSE!

This guy calls me several days later, and leaves this message…..

“Hey Frank, I saw that you called earlier this week. I’m assuming it was one of those DRUNK CALLS……but anyway. Give me a call if YOU NEED TO TALK.”

W…….T……..F!!

Have I become “that guy?” Have I gone to the “drunk call” default in the minds of those around me? Is my phone an evil force –bent on making me out to be a filthy fucking drunkard with fast fingers and aimless slurred conversations?

This is something I must ponder over a few cold ones tonight.

Talk to you around midnight everyone!

FU