I offered my help. You said, "No, never mind. I'LL handle it."
You called me for help. Immediately, I got what was needed and began the drive.
You called me again. "Don't bother. I'm okay. Go back home." I said, "But I'm almost there." You said with heavy sarcasm, "Well, I'm SORRY your life was disrupted."
I was pulling into where you were when you called again. "I need help." I was right there and had what you needed. And followed you home to make sure you got there.
"Thanks" would have been nice.
About Me
- phinz
- I'm 47, married, and living in Southern California. I moved here from Ohio 5 or 6 years ago (dates are not my forte) to marry a man I met on a cruise in the Caribbean. Fun story, rocky marriage, but still together. I have stepchildren--one older than me--grandchildren, and great-grandchildren. You'll learn about them as times goes on.
4 comments:
Dude! Not cool.
@Blondefabulous--Thank you.
Do I need to come out there and kick someone's ass?? You're too good! (Looks like we both got that gene...)
@Julie--well, you DO need to come out here, but not to waste your time kicking ass (but I appreciate the offer!). We need to have some FUN!!!
Yeah, I think we did both get that gene, lol! I'm thinking it came from Grandma H.
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