Stick a note under the door instructing me to call or email you. Oh, not a PAPER note--I meant a napkin from the cafeteria. Yes, write on the napkin. Shove it under the door when I'm not there. Be sure to handwrite in ballpoint, and cross out your own name after you misspell it. Don't say please. Just give the orders.
You probably think I'm making this up, huh?
Ha ha....I wish.
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Oh my. I rid myself of having to deal with that level of entitlement when I got divorced. :/
Et tul, justkristin? Actually, now that I'm getting divorced, I'm starting to feel a little more entitled. But that's probably a good thing.
Yes, me, too. I would of course never wish a painful relationship on anyone, but the process of divorce is no fun, either. May yours be speedy and relatively painless. Being the guilt-monster that I am, I am still working on developing feelings of entitlement (otherwise known, in my case, as self-respect), but when they do wash over me, it is better than a nice warm bath and a good book. Well, maybe not BETTER...
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