I am at Barney’s buying a mositurizer to replace the one I just finished. I leave
and start walking home. I call Alexander.
He doesn’t pick up.
Ten minutes
later Alexander calls me back. We talk
for a minute or two, and I am about to hang up.
By now I’ve walked about a half mile toward home. That’s when he says, “Oh, some lady called
and left a message that you left your glasses at the Chanel counter.”




I walk
back, get my glasses, and take a cab home.
Oy, sounds too familiar. And then my kids would say "It's no big deal Mom. I'll go back and get it for you." knowing full well I will say no because 1) I would feel guilty disrupting their full schedules of leisure activities, and 2) I know they'd never really get the glasses and why just add to how pissed off I already am with them.
ReplyDeleteSo glad I'm not the only one!
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