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Lending Your Phone To Your Fave Dancer Is A No-No

alabegonz

One of the most annoying lessons learned while I was with my CF was letting her use my cellphone.

One night in a cold rainy Portland town, traffic was bad along I84, bound to the east side going to Gresham to pick her up. I get to her place and she jumps right in, her phone was dead and she had to make several calls real fast. So, there she was staring at my cellphone thinking, hmmm I said to myself "will she go for my phone? That would be like not really, she wouldn't do that, she has class."

"Ummmm, can I use your phone? I need to make some calls real fast."

"Ok, just tell em you are just borrowing the phone so I don't get bombed with calls I do not really need."

She picks up my phone and starts dialing, connects, then chats to the guy for about two minutes. Hangs up.

She dials again another number, connects, then chats to the guy for about thirty seconds, hangs up.

Then, she dials another number, leaves a voice mail message, hangs up.

"Can I use your text, I need to text work so the floor manager will know we are running late."

"Hoookey go ahead. (I'm fucked)"

She was busy for several minutes sending out text messages. Then she gives it back to me.

All the while she was getting dolled-up inside my car, she was actually calling up guys using a guy's phone (me).

Now, that is all done, she steps out my awesome car and walks right in to her Club.

I can't believe the calls I am getting now. The messages these guys leave in my voicemail, I'm going to send them to hell.