Over the weekend and friend and neighbor asked he could borrow our mower. He had borrowed it before and since I knew none of his (he has three) worked, I gladly let him borrow ours.
We have known he and his wife for several years and consider them to be good friends and when their schedules permit, we spend a lot of time together.
On to the irksome part…
As I said earlier, I let him borrow the mower, told my husband and took off with another friend to do some shopping. I arrived home about four hours later and noticed our mower sitting in front of our garage door. I thought it was rather strange the mower was not in garage as my husband, kids, and my nephew were all home. I shrugged and put the mower in the garage.
Today, while at work, I received a phone call from my very pissed off husband. He told me the mower was broken and let go with a stream of invective that ended with my husband informing me that these folks were never going to borrow our stuff again.
You know what? It probably (hopefully) won’t cost that much to repair. It’s not the money. (I think it’s the throttle, so hopefully all we need to do is replace the throttle cord or wire or whatever it is.) It’s the fact that our so-called friend didn’t have the balls to say the mower was broken. ( Yes, it worked just fine when he received it. We had finished mowing the lawn the previous day.) I mean, all he had to say was something to the effect that the mower broke while he was using it. We would have shrugged, fixed it, and life would go on. I am really befuddled as to why he wouldn’t own up to it. We’ve known each other a long time and he knows we wouldn’t have gone off the deep end.
This isn’t a friendship breaker or anything. I’m irked, is all. I guess he won’t be borrowing anything of ours for quite some time to come either. This isn’t the first time something like this has happened. They’ve borrowed other, less expensive items and either lost or broke them, but we just shrugged and went on. They did replace a couple of the items they lost or broke, but this really just kind of gets to me. Had the situation been reversed I would have immediately owned up to it, and offered to pay for the repairs. It’s not that hard to do.
Really, it’s not worth getting too bent out of shape. My husband, however, has been crabby since I came home, so now I get to put up with it. :rolleyes: That shit just annoys me. I didn’t do it, the freakin’ neighbor did.