Look…
I’m happy to help or offer advice when you ask it. I don’t know why I should, having gone through everything you put me through these past two years, but it’s my nature and I’d feel a right prick if I didn’t.
So when you’re brake calliper siezed, I expalined the problem and offered a reliable automotive shop. When the repair estimate was provided by the garage I was happy to look it over and save your dopey boyfriend a few hundered dollars on the repair. You were so pleased that you took the time to show me the fixed brakes, while dopey sat uselessly in the car.
That bike computer problem, like the chain I replaced and the gears I adjusted 'cuz dopey can’t find the right end of the wrench with both hands was another friendly jesture. Not 'cuz you deserve it but because I can’t bring myself to be mean spirited. And yeah, I took a little joy in the fact that dopey milled about trying to see why you were standing too close to me without appearing like he was worried that you were standing too close to me.
How 'bout every time I agree to accomodate your weekend race schedule so you don’t have to cart the kids around at 4am to get to your races.
And, And, And…
So when I ask you to please be back in time to pick up the kids Sunday evening so that I can make my early morning swim, would it kill you to at least make an attempt to return just one little favour? Would it? Without asking me how long I’ve been swimming on Mondays? I haven’t, alright! And you know it! Not that it’s any of your business what I do with my time but I’m trying to step up my swim program and I’ve been avoiding Mondays 'cuz I damn well know you’re going to be in the pool as well. Must I spell everything out for you? I AM AVOIDING YOU.
And yes, I could get the kids up at 5am to drop them off at your house and still make my swim but I’m just not that self centered. The kids come first and it’s a school day. They need their rest. Maybe you can justify it to yourself when you do it. It doesn’t suprise me. You’ve justified things far worse, in my opinion, but I’m not built that way. So don’t tell me what I can do, how I can do it, and certainly don’t tell me you are trying to help. Helping, would be getting your sorry ass home in time to take the kids the night before. What you’re doing is the opposite of helping.
So ya, too bad you fell and banged up your knee in the race. Looks like it hurts, but you’ll recover. Of course, the race would have been over by 9am and it looks like it was over a bit sooner for you. So what was the reason you couldn’t make it back in time? Oh yeah, 'cuz it’s all about you and you just give a damn.
So fuck you very much. Selfish little bitch. :mad: