The Sketchiest Phone Call Ever

So yesterday, I called my roommate to see if he wanted to go see Superman Returns that night. He agreed and we decided on a time to go. That should have been where the conversation ended. But it did not. Chad, then decides to tell me that before we sign the renewal lease to our apartment, which is up at the end of the month, that "we need to talk" and I would have to wait until he got home for the conversation. Adding to this, he told me that he had just finished talking to his mother about it on the phone. Honestly, I had no idea what to think about this, so I spent the rest of the day running around the office telling everyone that I may not have a place to live in the next two days. I spent the time in between that calling everyone I knew wondering when their leases were up, screaming into the phone "Listen to me. He's going back to Ohio! He's going back to Ohio!" I'm sure the whole over-blown ordeal looked much like Brain Fantana in Anchorman yelling into the phone at a crying Ron Burgundy saying, "They're gonna put Corningstone on! They're gonna put Corningstone on!!!!" Needless to say, it was not my crowning moment of cool and collectivity.

When I finally found out what he wanted to talk about, he said that it was only that he thought we should get a shorter lease than the previous two we've had. An idea that I, too, wanted to bring up. When Chad heard my story of unnecessary drama he meekly said, "I thought you might have been thinking that."

Jerk.

So what have I learned from this entire episode?

I really am more of a little girl than I think I am.