"You should get sick and then come back more often…"
“…because you seemed more pleasant when you came back.” My reply of “Gee, thanks,” and then (from him), “Maybe I just needed a break from being around you.”
Come on, Michael. You should have known I was going to post this.
Although I have a lot of other things to do (and write about), I am going to write about this instead. I have no problem with people being sick of me, but Michael suddenly acts like I bumrush him as soon as he enters Mrs. Sivy’s room in the morning, or like I nag him constantly (or even a lot) when he is around. When is the last time I called him? Wait, months?? Okay then.
Believe it or not, Michael is one of the few I consider a friend, and thus, enjoy spending time around. So if I am crowding him… far be it for me to force my odious and bitchy presence upon The Great Michael.
So I’m being a lot bitchy about a minor subject. Get off my nuts, I’m stressed.
