• Edie Montreux

Weird Flex


My bestie invited me to do a thing, and I didn't want to decline via text like the asshole I usually am. I asked how he would best like to communicate, and he wanted a phone call. Friends, this is the only human besides my parents I willingly call on the phone. Anyone else wouldn't even get an option: You want FB or email?


When he said he was ready for a walk-and-call, it was also dinner time for Central Time early-to-bed folks. To prove it was dinner time and I wasn't flaking on the call (see above - I hate talking on the phone, and he knows this), I snapped a pic of dinner: Tri-color rotini pasta and red sauce topped with enough spinach for two side salads. You know, because spinach makes it healthy. Mm-hmm. That's my story and I'm sticking to it.



The return text was: Weird Flex.


I still don't know what that means, but I'm guessing he was weirded out by my food choices. For what it's worth, he shared he can eat up to five meals per day free-of-charge where he works. They just leave food lying around for people to take whenever they want. I can't even imagine what that's like, except maybe that's what Heaven is like if you really like food (I don't - thanks, allergies!) and you couldn't get fat (I would - thanks, genetics!).



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