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Why do I even bother talking to people about my life. Even my friends give me the mmm, uh huh because he's stupid. "Okay I'm back you called me with three minutes to go on my show". So for three minutes I knew something was off, but talk about making me feel like shit. Why not just tell me what is going on? I mean do not get me wrong I have been ignored by the best and they could still at least fake the conversation and I have done so myself. Why can't guys do it, either listen or call me back, because I loved being ignored by people considering how often I get out and how many people talk to me.
What a load of trash, call me anytime then when I do you cannot tell me to call back or call me back. That is what my brother out of state does and then I do not receive any phone call but it is better than being ignored. My time is precious to me with mom getting up at ten o'clock after going to bed at 8:30, so if you are doing something else let me know, because it makes me feel so good to know I am keeping you from TV.
I guess when you take care of someone for a living getting to call someone is important to me, I have even become nicer to Solicitors, but you also get madder when you have to break your vacuum. That is what the call was about, my brother was trying for the first time in months to help me. He even cleaned the roller bar, but in putting it back together he did not put the tabs in front in first or at all, but leaned in and got the cover to snap on. I had to break a snap off in order to get the cover on right. Stupid me wanted someone to talk too and explain how I screwed my shoulder up flipping over that dam vacuum, but when I was informed three minutes of TV were more important I felt like the maid again, with no friends to turn to. Oh, wait I thought I had a friend and called him, I did not know his show would end at 8:30. I will also never bother him again considering he knew I was not having the best day. So that leaves me talking to myself again, good thing I have a sense of humour, wish I had a friend. I always gave up the end of any show for my friends guess things are different now.
What a load of trash, call me anytime then when I do you cannot tell me to call back or call me back. That is what my brother out of state does and then I do not receive any phone call but it is better than being ignored. My time is precious to me with mom getting up at ten o'clock after going to bed at 8:30, so if you are doing something else let me know, because it makes me feel so good to know I am keeping you from TV.
I guess when you take care of someone for a living getting to call someone is important to me, I have even become nicer to Solicitors, but you also get madder when you have to break your vacuum. That is what the call was about, my brother was trying for the first time in months to help me. He even cleaned the roller bar, but in putting it back together he did not put the tabs in front in first or at all, but leaned in and got the cover to snap on. I had to break a snap off in order to get the cover on right. Stupid me wanted someone to talk too and explain how I screwed my shoulder up flipping over that dam vacuum, but when I was informed three minutes of TV were more important I felt like the maid again, with no friends to turn to. Oh, wait I thought I had a friend and called him, I did not know his show would end at 8:30. I will also never bother him again considering he knew I was not having the best day. So that leaves me talking to myself again, good thing I have a sense of humour, wish I had a friend. I always gave up the end of any show for my friends guess things are different now.
I have no friends.
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