Spring in Bavaria

All men are pigs?

We hadn´t see us for one week, last weekend he called me 3 o´clock in the morning and asked me if I want to come to a party not far away from my home. My first answer was no, but he asked and asked, so I went to this party. He was absolutly drunk and I was angry about myself. 6 o´clock in the morning the rest of the party people moved to the neighbours basement, I think it was 9 o´clock in the morning when he and I left the basement for the last. We went to his home, had a last glass of red wine and went to sleep. Some hours later I was sitting in his bed with his watch in my hands, I asked him if this clock works correctly. He said yes. Fuck, it was 2 o´clock and I had to be in work since 15 minutes. The second time in two weeks where I´m to late. He gave me his phone and I called my boss. I always thought: Where is the hole in the floor? I want to fall in it. I was sitting on his bed and his hands touched my back, he was so nice. When I left his flat he layed his armes around me. After this I went ashamed to work.

Monday... My boss is calling me: We have to speak together tomorrow in the morning. It´s the second time you came to late. I said okay. In my break I called him what I´ve to say her now. He made the suggestion to say her that I was ill and spoke with the toilette.

Monday evening... I wrote hime a message that I met my boss earlier and told her what he said. He wrote back that he´s glad to hear this. Otherwise he wrote that he´s not good for me, I´ve to concentrate to my job and he makes a end with us now. I wrote back that I´ve the right to know why he can´t leave his girlfriend, if she is pregnant or if they marry. The answer: Right. My answer: Why couldn´t you say it to me earlier? You know what for an asshole you are? I got no answer back. So I went to his home because I want to hit his stupid ass. I wrote him a message for opening the door, but the door was closed forever. So I went back to my bed. All my love was away...

Tuesday: I went to work, what for a day. I felt terrible. When I was at home my telephone rings, he called from work and he was very loud: Susann, never make this like yesterday evening again, never call me or write a message again. I spoke with your boss and if you don´t accept this we´ll speak under 6 eyes. I´m your boss and I´ve the responsibility that you´re making a good job. Do you accept this?

I said a very skinny yes.

What for an ass, he called me in the night and his watch didn´t wake me up. Now I´m the bad girl.

I never called or wrote him again. My thoughts are by his pregnant girlfriend, I can´t believe it. When I imagine I´m pregnant and sitting at home and my boyfriend is every day on party and with other girls in the bed.... I hate him so much, if he said it for 4 weeks I never did all this things, I hadn´t to suffer so much.

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