god bless him, puts up with a lot from everyone. The car he bought
second hand from his brother Lou has bald tires, he shrugs. The
postman delivers our mail looking like the FBI examined it for fingerprints,
if you know what I'm saying, he smiles. He lends money with an open
hand, and doesn't spend any of his precious seconds trying to get
repaid. My sister hit him up for a decent amount WITHOUT TELLING
ME, and it was only when I wondered to her face how she and her
husband managed a vacation in Aruba when their electricity had been
cut off the month before, she let it slip. I got the repayment but
only because I threatened to tell our mother exactly what she'd
been doing when everyone thought she was working nights at Cost
Co. What can I do? I'm going crazy with the way everyone takes advantage.
Not a chump, Bemidji
of a name is Bemidji? If it isn't Italian, it ought to be. I'm not
sure who your beef is with. Is it with your better half? Or is it
with the people who are milking him? First off, if it's with your
hubby, take a chill pill, the guy has been like this from the start,
there's not much you can do. Either he's a doormat or a saint..
well actually, a saint is a doormat with a gracious heart, that's
very rare, which is why they make such a big deal when they can
actually prove that one existed. So most likely he's a doormat,
and you're not. You're stuck. Because you'll have to bully him into
standing up for himself, which won't solve your problem. If it's
the other people driving you up a tree you may 1. Threaten your
own relatives, which you already know how to do, good for you. and
2. Warn off freeloading friends that they'll have to deal with you
if they don't do what's right. But where his own family is concerned,
you have to zip it. That's how it is. God bless, Donna
Can you settle
an argument between me and my neighbor? We have agreed that we will
bow to your say so in this matter. SHE says that wives should sit
in the back, and I say that couples should sit together. We need
to get this settled, because we are planning a trip together to
the casino in Connecticut and we're planning to drive there.
Love my husband,
settle this yourselves, and yet you plan to play the slots together?
Suit yourselves, I'm not responsible when one of you borrows a quarter
from the other, and it just happens to hit, and you start to wrangle
over who should get the pay off. No. That's a letter I will send
back with WHAT ARE YOU CRAZY? stamped on it.
As for the
seating arrangements, whose car is it? That person gets to decide.
The other people say thank you for the ride. Now let's say it's
your car and you know what your friend likes, then divide how annoyed
you'll be if you sit in the back, by how annoyed your friend will
be if you don't. Then multiply that number by how much you care
about your friend. If it's more than 50, then you'll know what to
do. God bless, Donna
You may have noticed that the above answer isn't particularly
useful to the lady who asked. Well, that's because it doesn't matter
what I say. This happens all the time. People think they're asking
me one question, but they're asking me something all together different.
In this case, what they want to know is how good a friend they actually
are. I'm guessing not very. God bless, Donna
ABOUT THE AUTHOR
Monk is a full time faculty member of Penn State University, where
she teaches creative writing, both fiction and non fiction. She
pursues freelance writing, authoring plays and feature articles.
She has broken nearly as many rules of family as she has enforced.
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