David Gets Drunk

Yeah, desk job. Yeah, I was with my kids today and I went to get them lunch and like, Marty was like, you know, kind of stressed out. She had a lot of stuff to do, whatever. So I like went in, I grabbed them and I didn't even say anything, lock the door. And then I get this text, she's like, do you have the kids? And I was like, yeah, everything's good, no worries. I was being super nice, you know, not to start any kind of fight or anything. And then she's like, well, I'm getting a massage from 3 to 4, could you please not come back and knock on the door and bring the kids in and have them be loud. It is my one hour for the week. And I was like, totally, yeah. I'm like, I'm being super nice. And so I write, okay, gotcha. And I swear to fuck God, gotcha turned into bitch. I don't know how gotcha turns into bitch. I fucking don't. David, it went okay space G-O-T-C bitch. And then Charlie was sitting next to me And I just go, fuck! She goes, what's wrong? What's wrong? I go, I just called mommy a bitch. She's like, what? And then Marty texts back, bitch? With like 5 question marks. And I was like, oh my God, I'm so sorry, I'm so sorry. I'm like, I didn't mean that. She's like, what did I do? Why are you mad at me? This is my one hour. And then I voice texted, I didn't mean it, I didn't mean it.