The return of the M-Word

Yes you read that title correctly, The M-word has returned. I -- I should clarify return, I got a late-night phone call. When the phone rang I looked at the caller ID, and debated on whether I should answer this phone call. But, I figured, what the hell, so I answered and here is how it went.

She apologized for the way she behaved last time we were on speaking terms, and I apologized for the way I behaved last time we were on speaking terms. Then we had a rather enjoyable conversation.

I know what a lot of you are thinking, exes are exes for a reason. I believe this was a direct quote from The Compass. But this was merely a harmless phone call. I must admit it was good hearing from her. I haven't heard from her or seen her in seven months. It seems that we cannot get completely untangled from each other.

Some of you may be asking yourself who The M-word is, and why I call her The M-Word? Well, I'm happy to answer both of those questions. First, I come up with nicknames for almost everyone. The way she got her nickname was when we broke up it was too painful to say her name so I just started calling her the M-Word, and it kind of stuck. So, to me and all my friends she's known as the M-Word.

Now for how I came to know the M-Word and how we met. This is a rather long and in-depth story so it may come in several parts. I will be curious to see if she recalls this the same way that I do.

Johnny's Jerky: For some of you that don't know, I used to have my own beef jerky business called Johnny's Jerky. I had a booth at the San Angelo Rodeo to promote and sell my jerky. The first year while getting ready for the show, this girl comes up and tries to sell me some Tupperware. Telling me that it will keep my jerky much fresher in her Tupperware containers.

She was very persistent, cute, attractive, and a little bit pushy. This is exactly the type of person I was looking for to help me sell and promote my product for the week long rodeo event. So I asked her if she needed a part-time job helping me out in my booth for that week. She said no she couldn't help me, she was helping her mother in the Tupperware booth on the other side of the building. But, she said she had a little sister....