What a Night

Last night started out great, but ended very badly. After getting off of work I went back to the barracks (my normal routine) and I called a friend of mine. The one I am going camping with when I get back. We had a really good conversation. I've known her for a while, but just started hanging out with her outside of work recently. She has given up on her group of friends, seeing that the path they were on was a dead end, and she has been lonely. This works out because my cousin, whom I used to spend a great deal of time with, moved to Oregon. In addition to losing the companionship of my cousin, she took my dog with her as I could not house him this school year. That's two close friends gone. This pretty much left my girlfriend as my only close friend still in the area...But she moved into Anchorage for the summer, so seeing her has been difficult. Most nights in Wasilla I was at work, so this made little difference, but on the slow days when I got off early, I was left pretty lonely. So the addition of a new friend to my life was a welcomed one. Especially since she respects my relationship with my girlfriend and just wants to hang out, nothing more.

So after my conversation on the phone, I sat down to watch "Guess Who." Aside from this being a really funny movie, it also had some pretty romantic parts to it. I found myself thinking about my girlfriend through most of the movie. The way the two main characters behaved, it just reminded me of our relationship. This put me in the mood to talk to my girlfriend. Since she works evenings, we only get to talk after 11:30 or so. This worked out since it was after 11:30 when the movie ended. So I laid down and gave her a call...No answer. She has caller ID, and could have been still at work...driving...sleeping...whatever, so I didn't worry and just turned out my light to go to sleep. I knew eventually she would call back.

Just as I was dozing off, my phone rang. Being that I was so near asleep, I was momentarily confused. Then I realized where I was, and that it was my phone that was waking me up, and I fumbled for it in the dark for a while. I finally got it to my ear, and it was immediately obvious why she hadn't answered her phone. I could hear the loud music and voices before I even said "Hello." My girlfriend turned 21 in July, and has been experimenting with bars since. This would be fine, but she has been going about it in the wrong way (in my humble opinion). Besides, I'm not into bars, and liked her because she wasn't either. So the first time she called me from the bar, I thought it would be an isolated incident. That's why I didn't panic when she told me she was hanging out with the "guys" from work. She's always been responsible and faithful, so I didn't worry. However, when this started to become a regular thing, I decided it was time to introduce myself to the "guys."

One night after work a couple weeks ago (when I had the next day off), I called her and found her at the bar again. This was the chance I wanted, so I got out of bed, and took the hour long drive into Anchorage. What I found did not make me happy. My girlfriend was at the bar sitting with two guys on her left, and one on her right. The guys were all obviously older than 21, and they were really quiet after I got there. In addition, my girlfriend was drunk...really drunk. I am not stupid, I have been in the shoes of these guys before, I know what was up. She was with three guys, she had driven herself, she was on the other side of town from where she lives, and she was way too drunk to drive. I got the feeling that they had been playing the "I bet you can't keep up with me" game with her. There was no way she was going to keep up without getting trashed, they all had at least 40lbs on her. These guys were just waiting till last call to tell her she was too drunk to drive, and she should come home with them. I was really glad that I had shown up. I took her to a hotel for the night, and then we talked about it later. Actually, she brought it up. She told me one night that she felt she needed to be more careful around them, not get so drunk they could take advantage. I agreed and told her I had reservations about them also. This obviously didn't work.

Last night I immediately regretted picking up the phone. My girlfriend couldn't hear me over all the noise, and some ass hole in the background was shouting crap at me. I went from near-sleep to rage in seconds. I wish I hadn't been hundreds of miles away with no transportation, 'cause I would have been at that bar stomping heads as fast as I could get there. This son of a bitch has the nerve to shout shit at me? Of course he does, he's out with my girlfriend and had a better chance of getting in her pants last night than I did. After less than a minute of not being able to hear each other, and her trying to shush the ass hole in the background, she said she would call me back later. I told her not to bother. This ends today.