| Now it's my turn to vent...and whine!
Last week I went to pick my son up after school. I noticed a white SUV that said Medical Examiner on it driving by me on my way out of the neighborhood. I just figured that maybe it was someone who lived in the neighborhood who worked for them. I almost forgot about it until on the way home from picking up my son, he noticed that car and a police car in our neighbor's driveway down the street. I called my friend who is their next door neighbor to find out what was going on. She said that the older man who lived there had passed away. His wife went out to do some errands earlier that day and came home that afternoon and found him dead. He had a history of past health problems...a stroke six years ago and some heart surgery. Anyway, another one of my friends is pretty good friends with the guy's wife and their daughter who lives there. I decided I would call her to see if she knew what had happened. I called her and asked if she was at home. She said no, that she was in front of "the Smith's" house. I said "Oh, I guess you know what happened to Steve then."...She said "What? That he's no longer on this earth with us."...I said "Yes, that's why I was calling you...to tell you that he passed away earlier today.". She asked me what the details were...what time did he die? Did his wife find him out in the yard or was he in the house? Blah blah blah. I said "I don't know anything...other than he passed away today." She said to me in a snotty tone, "Oh, aren't you a wealth of information!". I said "You know Karen, I was only trying to be nice by calling you and letting you know what was happening if you saw the police over there. I know that you are friends with them. I wasn't calling to be a gossip or with any evil intent." I then proceeded to tell her that I didn't like her attitude and I hung up on her. She called me back and left me a really nasty voice mail. I emailed her and apologized for hanging up on her, but explained that I didn't think what she said to me was very nice. She's had this attitude for awhile towards me and I guess it just built up and I snapped. She never answered my email. I then saw her at the memorial service and we didn't speak to eachother. I don't really know what to make of any of it. She's had some really tough times lately and I've tried to be there for her. I took her out to lunch, checked in on her when she was depressed, told her that she could put her stuff in my basement if she got foreclosed on, etc. Yes, she has some problems, but don't we all? I don't think that gives her permission to treat me like dog poop! OK...all done now! ~Lisa
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