So she’s back….lol.
My mini vacation is over. I swear, not even an hour of peace and quiet before her stories start. This one is about the ongoing infatuation she has with the Wal-Mart guy, poor guy said hello to her one time and she thinks he is her stalker. I think it is the other way around. I wonder if I look like I want her to share with me, I don’t. LOL! Maybe I need to use my Resting Bitch Face in the mornings.
And I am not a mean person, I just can’t deal with the long stories, maybe a short; condensed version every now and then, but for the love of God, this story still going, it’s like it grows as she talks, like she doesn’t want it to end... I haven’t even turned around to acknowledge that I am listening and she is still talking. I bet I could put a blow up doll in my chair and she would still be talking….not a bad idea, I think I have found a solution to my dilemma. It is only Monday, isn’t it? I think I will cut back on a bottle of wine a week and start my bail money fund with it.
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