False Sympathy

Last night, Kyle called me around 9 and told me about all the stuff he still had to do that night. He had to finish a project he had been working on and start a new one. By the end of our conversation, I was feeling pretty sorry for him. The way he made it sound, I thought he was going to be up until 4 working.

Around 12:30 I get a phone call from him. I figured he was just going to inform me that he was still working on his homework and tell how much it sucked. This, however, was not the case. He wanted me to come over because he wasn't doing anything.

I thought this was kind of weird, but figured he had just overestimated the amount of work he had. Since I still had to move my car to the parking garage, I decided to be brave and walk across campus at 1 in the morning.

I get to Kyle's to find him completely plastered. His eyes were puffy and red and he had a huge goofy grin plastered on his face. The first words out of his mouth were, "I have a confession to make....IIIIIIII'mmmmmm DRUNK!!!"

I was amazed that he had enough time to get his homework done and get drunk before he called me to come over. After doing some investigative questioning, I found out that he had actually started drinking at 7 and then "did his homework" while he was wasted.

So while I was at home, working on my homework and feeling sorry for Kyle because I thought he was probably working really hard and really stressed out, he was actually drinking wine from a box with his friends.

Yup, he's a keeper.