I almost started a pit rant about this, but after some thought decided it was sadder than anything else, so here it is.
Yesterday I talked to my ex-wife. She had promised to stop by Saturday to bring The Boys some new shoes. As is usually the case she didn’t show. So anyway she tells me: “I would have been there, but someone stole my purse”. If this had been anyone else, I could accept that as a circumstance beyond their control, but not her. Know why?
Well this is the 5th time her purse has been stolen in the last year. I was nice; I didn’t call her on it, but come on. If you going to lie to me, at least try to come up with something new. I mean geez; a rash of purse snatchings centered on one person has to be newsworthy right? Must be some weird statistical anomaly.
She had a much better excuse the last time she was supposed to pick up The Boys for a visit, but didn’t show or call. Three days later she called and said: “I couldn’t get to a phone.” Really. Where were you the Australian Outback, the Moon, in a cave somewhere? Surely you were in a coma, or tied up by ninjas who tortured for days right?
I’m an adult, I’m used to people lying to me. But please don’t insult my intelligence, or at least if you do, put some freaking effort into it.