Ask Amy: Retired teachers not fans of loan forgiveness
About a year ago, I had breakfast with a friend of mine, “Pat.”
I've known Pat for 40 years. I picked up Pat, drove her to the restaurant, and after the meal I brought her back home.
I asked if I might use her bathroom before continuing on the way to my house, which is about 15 miles away.
Pat said no.
I mentioned that I really couldn't wait, due to the IBS. I pleaded and was told absolutely not.
Well, I fumed all the way home, and I was in a bad way.
I made it, but I was not happy with my friend's treatment of me.
Pat called about a month later to inquire why I haven't been in touch.
I told Pat how I felt and reminded her of the many times I've hosted parties and she was always invited. I have seen the inside of Pat’s apartment, but have never even had as much as a cup of coffee offered to me.
I feel like I've been used. I really don't feel the need to entertain Pat anymore.
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