what makes a man irredeemable?

new year’s disillusion.

…ugh….what the fuck…i am “hung-the-fuck-over”.last night was intense.i haven’t drank that much since freshman year.at least you drove me home jess.i swear,that is the last time im doing keg stands and then chasing it with tequila.the last thing i remember was throwing up in the bushes in front of the church across from steve’s house and the rest of the night was kinda fuzzy from there.i hope i didnt piss you off or anything.if i did i apologize.again,i appreciate you taking me home last night.sure was a crazy new year’s eve party….thats for sure. hey,im gonna jump in the shower and get dressed….you wanna get some breakfast? the waffle house down the street is 24/7 so im sure that applies for sundays.you in?..awesome.lemme grab some stuff and i’ll be right back.

so uh,i know we just met last night and all so i hope the whole breakfast in the morning thing isnt too much for ya.i just need to get some food in me when im hungover.it kinda pushes all the booze out the ol’ escape hatch.yea im kind of vulgar.i apologize.i do that a lot.im sorry for saying sorry so much.geeze.anyway,im sure we met under “less than savory” circumstances last night so allow me to reintroduce myself.im ron, ron barrett.i think steve introduced us last night,by the time we met i was half gone, you can always tell when im drunk because whenever i talk to someone i never look at them in the eyes.my dad used to be the same way.he used to say he “couldnt stand being embarassed” by looking at my mom in the face while he’s drunk because he would feel bad.sorry if that was too personal,im still a bit woozy,you want some coffee? waitress!

you know for a WVU girl you sure dont seem to talk much.thats ok though,i could probably talk enough for the both of us.see, i dont have many friends.i grew up in a small town outside of raleigh and i was a good 20-30 miles away from the suburbs so i never got a whole lot of one-on-one interaction with other kids. i mean once college hit though, that was a whoooole different story there.between that and social networking,everybody kinda knew everybody.but anyway,im getting sidetracked again,so what do you do now that you’ve graduated? im working at a small law firm a few miles down the road as an intern and for a long time i was delivering pizzas,but that can get old after a while if you know what i mean. i hate doing the same thing over and over again. i just feel like im meant for more.man all this talking and im not even sure what im gonna order.i’ll end up ordering the same thing i always get anyway.2 eggs,scrambled with bacon and toast.light but satisfying.so anyway…how do you know steve?

ex you say huh? well that’s cool that you guys can still be friends after it didnt work out with the whole relationship nonsense. i know i couldnt do that.i’ve only had maybe a handful of girlfriends in my life and it never ended well.i usually got cheated on or taken advantage of so i was always the one to be hurt in the end. but i hope theyre happier people now that we’ve both moved on.thats all you can do i suppose,wish people well and all that jazz.so what’s your family life like? do you have any brothers or sisters? as for me im an only child. i always wanted a sibling growing up but my mom died when i was young,car accident.she died but my dad lived so i never got the chance to have anyone other than my dad growing up.i suppose it could have been worse. youd be suprised how many people die in car accidents these days.

man, i dont know about you,but that hit the spot.im gonna get another cup of coffee and then i’ll grab the tab and we can get outta here.im sure you have stuff youd like to do today,im just gonna head home and do some laundry,maybe catch up on some netflix movies. “excuse me sir” yes? can i help you ma’am? “sir i’ve been working at this run down diner for 12 years now,and i see you come in here every weekend and sit down and order the exact same thing and sit in the corner and talk to yourself for hours on end when there is absolutely nobody sitting across from you” what…what are you talking about? “sir…there is nobody there.across from you.whoever youre talking to…is non existent.if anything,youre talking to a ghost.” what are you talking about lady?! im talking to a girl i met last night.tell her jess.tell this old bat she’s out of her over medicated mind…….jess? “see….i told you.you need to realize that youre creeping some of my regulars out.now im gonna have to ask you kindly to pay your tab and leave.” yes ma’am.will do.

dont listen to that crazy woman jess,she must have been all hopped up on meth or high off of cleaning supplies.pfftt.tell me im talking to a ghost.wanna walk me back to my apartment? its only a 5 minute walk.ok cool.remember what you told me last night? you said that i was your new best friend.i liked hearing that.its not very often you become so close with someone in such a short amount of time.im glad we met jess,we got a good thing going here.i talk,you listen,you smile,i smile.its a win-win all around.i think you and i are going to be best friends for a long time to come…..

ron barrett,37,was indeed speaking to a ghost that weekend,and the weekend before that and so on and so forth.the ghost of the girl he once referred to as “the love of his life”.they met at a new years eve party and were in a vicious automobile accident.ron was drunk and hit a deer,ejecting jessica bryant, then 25, out of the vehicle and fatally injuring her.ron never fully mentally recovered from it.at her funeral he kept saying that he promised to take her to breakfast in the morning because breakfast was her favorite meal.and he’s been doing so.he’s been taking her to breakfast every weekend for the past 12 years.to ron,some things just arent worth letting go of…

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