{90 minutes before we’re about to leave to watch the greatest show on Earth… or at least in Toronto last night… this happened}
Me: “Why aren’t you eating the mango chicken?”
She: “What?… I am eating the mango chicken.”
Me: “Um, no… you have like, the whole thing on your plate.”
She: {pissed} “Why are you watching me eat?!”
Me: “Because. Because, you told me to order you mango chicken and now you don’t even eat it. Shit Ashley… so annoying.”
She: “$&%# you, Sandy… don’t pressure me to eat mango chicken ok?”
Me: “Well, I’m just saying that it’s annoying when you don’t eat… you SHOULDN’T HAVE ASKED ME TO ORDER IT THEN.”
She: “Fine! I’ll GIVE YOU 20 BUCKS THEN… crazy.”
Me: “Crazy? $&%# you! Don’t call me crazy in MY HOUSE {insert power trip here} And I don’t want your money loser… JUST EAT THE MANGOFUCKINCHICKEN, ok? YOU EAT LIKE A BIRD… it annoys me!”
She: “I don’t care! Screw you!”
Me: “Screw me? Screw YOU!”
{I storm out of the room. At some point, we both end up on the couch, watching TV. Silence coats the room. then…}
BBM msg Me: Sorry. You hurt my feelings, too. Don’t tell me off in my house. I’m serious.
BBM msg She: {a smile cracks} Hahaha I’m sorry for telling you off. Don’t treat me like I’m 12 and we’ll make a deal not to irritate each other.”
BBM msg Me: Ok.
And then we went to watch Lady GaGa perform.
The End.
{ 2 comments… read them below or add one }
haha i did this with my sister the other day…for some reason apologizing via text makes me feel like I am really not at fault :)
Bahaha- this story sounds exactly like one which I’d have with my sister. We fight for like 5 minutes and everything is okay again! Thanks for sharing and hope you guys had a blast at gaga!!