| Hello? |
| Dan? Is that you? |
| Who... hello? |
| Dan... it's me, Jessica. |
| Jessica... .... .... ugh... what time is it? |
| Dan, I need to talk. |
| It's four-thirty. |
| I know and I am sorry. Believe me I didn't want to wake you, but... |
| What's going on Jessie? |
| I'm depressed. |
| ... ... ... you're depressed? |
| Yeah. |
| Well, okay. Why did you call me? We hardly know each other. |
| Well... I don't know... you were always nice to me in class and... I didn't want to talk to my mom. |
| What about your friends? I see you with Sarah and that other chick in class all the time. |
| Sarah is a bitch. |
| Whoa, okay. |
| I just don't feel like talking to them right now. They are always making fun of me. |
| Oh come on now. They are just playing, like all you people do. |
| What do you mean? |
| Well, you and all the other people in the class are always swearing and carrying on in class. It's no wonder Mr. Macintyre is always so cranky you know. |
| Hey, I didn't call for a lecture. |
| Yeah well... sorry. I just don't get why you'd call me. Where did you get my number anyway? |
| We traded when we were working on that group assignment in English, remember? |
| Oh yeah. Alright Jessie, you are depressed. |
| Yeah... |
| Well, what happened that made you feel so down you had to call me? |
| Don't be so sarcastic, will ya? |
| Alright, I'm sorry. Gees. |
| Look... you...� have you ever had a girlfriend? |
| What? |
| You've had girlfriends before right? |
| Well, yeah. Once. |
| What happened? |
| What does that mean? You dumped her? |
| No, no. She moved to University... I stayed here. Guess she just... does this have a point? |
| I got dumped today. |
| ... ... ... ... bummer. |
| Yeah... |
| You two get into a fight or something? |
| That asshole just told me that he didn't want anything to do with me anymore. He was just tired of me. |
| That's a bit harsh. |
| Yeah. What a dickhead huh? |
| Well, guys are like that. |
| Yeah but... we've been going out for close to a year now. Why would he... |
| Guys are just assholes. It's kind of a rule. |
| He just told me over the phone not to call him or talk to him anymore. I mean? what the hell do you call that? |
| Like I said, Jessie, guys are just assholes. |
| But... |
| Jessie... listen to me, please. I understand that you're probably really upset and all... |
| I've been dumped before you know. |
| Yeah? |
| Yes. I've dumped guys myself too. |
| I see. |
| I just... I don't know. You want me to let you go? |
| Jessie, maybe we could talk tomorrow. |
| But... I can't sleep. |
| Well neither can I at the moment. |
| Dan... please... |
| Ugh.... Alright. So why did he dump you? |
| I don't know. I think it was because he thought I was cheating on him. |
| Were you? |
| Hey, what kind of question is that? |
| Hey, I don't know you or your life, Jessie. For all I know... |
| Alright, alright. I wasn't sleeping with someone else. |
| That's not what I asked. |
| What? Yes it was... |
| I asked if you were cheating on him, not sleeping with someone else. |
| Isn't that the same thing? |
| Well yes, but you gotta understand that most people consider even something as simple as talking to someone else cheating. You're a woman, you should know this. |
| Very funny, Dan. |
| I'm just saying... so, any idea now why you got dumped? |
| I talk to other people. I wasn't aware that was a crime. |
| Guys can just be too defensive and paranoid sometimes. |
| Would you dump your girlfriend if she was just talking to other people? |
| Ye... well no. I mean... it depends on, you know, what they were talking about and so on. I don't think it's fair to flip out on a girl just for sharing notes or something like that. |
| Exactly! He's just being a dick! |
| Now hang on, that's not what I said. |
| I'm sorry. |
| *sigh* When was the last time you talked to him? |
| Yesterday. I wanted to talk to him, but he didn't want to talk to me. |
| Well, Jessie... I am not sure what I can do for you. People break up all the time... |
| You don't want to talk to me either. |
| Will you stop?! You're not listening! ... ... ... hello? ... ... ... .... hello? |
| Hello? |
| Dan? |
| Yeah. |
| Why did you hang up on me? |
| I just... |
| Listen... if you get a good night sleep, you'll be fine. It may take a while, but you will survive. Believe me. |
| Believe you? Your girlfriend dumped you, didn't she? |
| What does that mean? |
| Tell me about her. |
| ... ... ... Jessie... |
| Fine, I'll tell you about Jason. On our first date, he took me out to a bar and bought me every drink I had. |
| Sounds to me he had something in mind. |
| He did. Why do guys do that? |
| Do what? Buy women drinks? |
| No... they try to score on the first play, so to speak. |
| Cause they are guys. I thought I explained this. |
| You're funny. Would you do that? |
| Me? No. |
| Why not? |
| Why not? Cause... look what's with all the questions about me? |
| Sorry. I get that way sometimes. |
| Well... are you feeling better? |
| Not really, no. |
| I think you just have too much of Jason on your mind. You need to try and focus on something else. |
| I know. That's why I called you. |
| Yeah but all you have talked about is Jason. |
| That's why I asked you about your old girlfriend. |
| Yeah well, as much as you would like to know about her, I already do, and it's way too early in the morning for me to go marching through that old battlefield. |
| You two used to fight? |
| No, not really. |
| Not really? |
| Some people fight, some people just forgive and forget. |
| When was the last time you talked to her? |
| Usually when you break up with someone, the tendency is to stop talking to them. |
| Yeah, that's true. |
| So... what kind of music do you like? |
| What? |
| What kind of music do you like? |
| Well... uh. I like pretty much everything. |
| Come on. Everyone says that. What's your favorite band? |
| What station? |
| You got a favorite movie? |
| I just wish... I wish I could talk to him. |
| You don't want to do that. It will only upset you more. |
| How do you know? |
| You two will just end up getting all hostile towards each other again. Then you'll be calling more strangers from our class looking for comfort. |
| You're not helping. |
| Jessie, nobody deserves what you have been through, but that's life. You gotta understand that. |
| I do. |
| I think you have just grown so accustomed to him that you're having a bit of withdrawal. |
| Withdrawal. That's funny. |
| Well call it whatever. I still think that a tough cookie like you will have no problem putting him behind you in time. |
| Tough cookie? Asshole. |
| I rest my case. |
| If I wanted this shit happens deal with it trip, I would have talked to Sarah or my mom. |
| Let me ask you something, Jessie. When was the first time you broke up with someone? |
| You still are. |
| What's your point? |
| What happened when he broke up with you? |
| And how do you think he felt? |
| Yeah well... shit, I don't know. |
| Tomorrow is Friday. You go out often on Friday nights? |
| Jason and I used to. |
| Well, go out on your own. Go to a different bar or whatever and have a drink. |
| What are you doing tomorrow? |
| You asking me out now? |
| No. Just curious. |
| Oh. Well... probably nothing. I gotta work Saturday. |
| Where do you work? |
| I work at Laidlaw. |
| Laidlaw? What do you do? Office stuff? |
| Wow... that must be good work. |
| Good money... hard work. |
| Ah, you're a big guy. You can handle it. |
| Yeah, sure. |
| Well how about Sunday, you working then? |
| Surprisingly not. Weekends are usually busy. |
| So how about you come out and have a drink with me Saturday night? |
| I thought you weren't asking me out? |
| Jessie... come on. |
| What? |
| You just broke up. I think you should maybe just take it easy till you get this all sorted out in your head. |
| You think that just sitting around is going to help? |
| Come on. You are refusing to go out with me? |
| You can possibly deny that you've had a crush on me for a while now.. |
| I'm a guy, remember? Yes, you are pretty and all, but I still think that you're a bit too unstable at the moment. |
| Unstable! |
| Jessie, relax will you! |
| Why the hell did I call you? I wouldn't want to go out with you anyway. |
| Alright, you know what? I'm hanging up. |
| No wonder your girlfriend dumped you... |
| Goodbye Jessie. |
| Jessie? |
| Hello Dan. Yeah, it's me again. |
| Look, I really need to get some sleep. |
| I'm sorry. |
| No you are not. |
| Dan, please. |
| Oh Jesus Jessie, stop crying. |
| I didn't mean what I said before. |
| Uh huh. You've been drinking, haven't you? |
| I'm sorry. |
| Jessie... listen to me very carefully. I want you to go back to sleep, and I will talk to you tomorrow in class okay? |
| Are you angry with me? |
| You are a nice person, Dan. |
| You get some sleep alright? You will be okay. |
| I miss him. |
| I know you do. I miss her too. But we'll both get along fine, okay? |
| Okay. Thanks. |
| Well... I guess you could say I lost her. |
| Jessie? |
| Uh... I don't know. I usually listen to the radio. |
| Whatever's on. What has this got to... |
| *sigh* Alright, I get it. You want me to let you go? |
| I want you to stop worrying so much. You'll be fine. |
| That was years ago. Grade 11. I was going out, so to speak, with this stupid little kid named Greg. He was so rude, but hey... I was young. |
| Ha... he'd never have the guts to. I ditched him about a month after summer started that year. |
| What is this, a guilt trip now? |
| I'm just trying to say... this stuff happens all the time. |
| I am sure I could find office work somewhere a lot better than Laidlaw. I work in the wash bay. |
| Well, I wasn't. |
| I think that rushing to a perfect stranger after what you?ve been through would probably not end up positively. |
| Well... yes. |
| Just do as I say, okay? |
| Dan's Notes: A little bit of exparimentation on this one. I put myself in a lot of my writing, and this is basically a straight phone call dialog between myself and a factitious character named Jessica. I was pretty much just thinking up stuff for Jessica to say to me, and responding to it as I would have in real life, had such things actually been said to me. |
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