Daily Prompt: Why Can’t We Be Friends?
Do you find it easy to make new friends? Tell us how you’ve mastered the art of befriending a new person.
“So, is this something that is really happening, or is she just being a bitch?” Paul asked.
“It’s really happening Paul,” Andrea answered, “I sold the container your stuff is in. You’re not going to be able to keep it here anymore and you gotta come pick it all up. Make other arrangements. The buyer is going to collect the container at the end of the month so you still have about three weeks. Come by anytime.”
“Humpf,” Paul mumbled something into the phone.
Andrea kept talking, “By the way Paul, you should be aware that I never asked her to let you know the container was sold. Honestly, I had forgotten you had stuff in there so, no; she’s not a bitch, she was actually looking out for you. You also oughta know that she’s here with me right now and you’re on speaker phone.”
As Andrea pressed the button to terminate the call she heard the sputtering of some serious backpedaling coming from the other end of the line. Neither of them paid any attention to his grumbling. “Sorry you had to hear that Steph. I guess I can scratch Paul off my Christmas card list now. You probably should too. Don’t expect to hear from him again either, bastard doesn’t know how to apologize.
“You know his shit has been in that container for more than 5 years.
“How much would a storage locker have cost him for all that time?
“I never even got a ‘thank you’ and, I had to pay him to take care of my yard when Frank was sick and I needed to spend all that time up in Dallas.
“What an ass.”
Stephanie smiled and so did Andrea.
“Hey Steph, I got a few extra oranges off the tree in my yard. Want some?”
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