Sorry I'm so late posting for Totally Awkward Tuesday!!
( which the idea is credited to the Lovely Tova Darling..)
OK...so here is my totally awkward story...
I had been dating The Duke for like 2 months at this time. We were moving kind of fast in our relationship. Yeah, yeah..I know what your saying "fast" hmmhmm "I know what that means" and your totally right ...I was sooo easy and our first date actually lasted for three days and we moved in together after 5 months. So I guess what I'm trying to say is that we were moving at a good rate and we were getting to know eachother's quirks; even our bathroom habits but there is one thing a guy is never really ready for......
I was at work and I had heard my phone ring but I was busy and didn't answer it and I didn't check the message until I was on my way home from work. The message was from The Duke and he sounded really upset ( not like mad..but freaked out) I can't remember exactly what he said but it was something like " I realllly need to talk to you. You need to come to my place right after work." Huh?? So I tried calling him back and got his voicemail. So not thinking too much about it I made my way to his house and when I got there; there was a yellow "no crossing" tape across the front door ( ya know the kind that police use at a crime scene) and a note hanging from it.
" Lady Jane - call me as soon as you read this. I am at the coffee shop"
So I called again and this time The Duke answered.
The Duke: "R u home?"
Me: " Um..yeah. Why is there police tape across the door and why are you at the coffee shop?"
The Duke: "I am NOT going in the house. I don't know if I can ever go in the house again. I think I am traumatized"
Me: "What the hell happened? Is everything okay?"
The Duke:" I can't even talk about it. Go in the house and call me back"
So I don't know what to think at this moment..so I just go on in.
and that's when I saw what traumatized him and I totally understood.
Through out the living room...all over the place.
Was a week's worth of used, disgusting, bloody tampons!!!!
The dogs got in the trash and pulled them all out, some of them chewed up. And to top it all off there was a pile of puke where one of the dogs had obviously not digested said tampons. But the worst part was the smell...bloody tampons with a mix of vomit. Nice... with a touch of romance.
You can imagine..the phone call back to The Duke was at the very least AWKWARD!!!!
The Lady Jane