Text Message Arguments
So I’ve been having a text message argument with my sister since 9PM last night and it seems to have stopped only a few minutes ago. I wanted to make this brief but in order to understand the ridiculousness of the situation there is some back-story involved. Come along with me, won’t you?
Approximately five years ago my sister got married. I went up to New Jersey, got dressed up in a tuxedo, played the role of a groomsman, and that was that. She got divorced a few years later and was engaged again this past December. She set her wedding date for November 21, which, for those keeping track at home, is three weeks after mine. Granted, Beth and I made our wedding plans after my sister did but still, it’s difficult for both of us since our weddings are so close together. But we’ll manage. We both decided to come to each other’s weddings and I apparently (I say this because I don’t remember a formal agreement) agreed to be a groomsman in her second wedding. Beth and I booked our plane tickets so that we would come in the Friday morning before the wedding and leave early the Sunday after, essentially leaving us two days in New Jersey, one of which would be spent at my sister’s wedding.
Keep in mind that since Bethany works only weekends that she’s only allowed three weekends (Saturday and Sunday) off a year. We’re spending one of those weekends in NEW JERSEY. But everything’s still cool thus far. My Aunt and Uncle, who are also going to the wedding in NJ, offer to pick Beth and I up at the airport on Friday morning and take us into New York City for the day since it’s only a ten-minute drive from the airport. I agree. Beth agrees. I then tell my sister who informs me that on Friday I have to go get fitted for a tux and go to a dress rehearsal and a dinner rehearsal. I tell her that I would like to go into the city and she says that I can just get the tux then, but I still have to go get it myself and be there in case it doesn’t fit. Unfortunately the tux place is too far from the airport and to go there and then go into NYC afterward would be wasting almost two hours of our time.
I instead decide to opt out of being at the wedding party altogether. My sister sent me a text last night saying she’d be “totally fine” with me not being in the wedding. I tell her I’d like to just be in the crowd (or is it audience? I don’t really know with weddings) with everyone else and she is since flipped out. She said she was up all night crying and that I ruined her wedding party by bowing out of it FOUR MONTHS in advance. She’s also making it a habit of reminding me that she only gets a week off for vacation a year and that she’s spending half of that time coming to San Antonio (on the TUESDAY before our SATURDAY wedding by the way) so now she’ll have to cut her honeymoon time short. Her whole argument makes it sound like I’m not coming at all which I am. I calmly tried to explain that the most important thing about our weddings is that we are both going to each other’s and that’s all that really matters.
We ended our text-only argument just a few minutes ago when she said she doesn’t want to say something she’ll regret (which translates to she doesn’t want to tell me not to come at all). Then, on top of all that, she sends me a text that I’m assuming is totally not meant for me because it says: “I don’t know if it’s the cancer or what John’s doing that’s making me sick.” So not only did I ruin my sister’s wedding plans but now she has cancer?
Approximately five years ago my sister got married. I went up to New Jersey, got dressed up in a tuxedo, played the role of a groomsman, and that was that. She got divorced a few years later and was engaged again this past December. She set her wedding date for November 21, which, for those keeping track at home, is three weeks after mine. Granted, Beth and I made our wedding plans after my sister did but still, it’s difficult for both of us since our weddings are so close together. But we’ll manage. We both decided to come to each other’s weddings and I apparently (I say this because I don’t remember a formal agreement) agreed to be a groomsman in her second wedding. Beth and I booked our plane tickets so that we would come in the Friday morning before the wedding and leave early the Sunday after, essentially leaving us two days in New Jersey, one of which would be spent at my sister’s wedding.
Keep in mind that since Bethany works only weekends that she’s only allowed three weekends (Saturday and Sunday) off a year. We’re spending one of those weekends in NEW JERSEY. But everything’s still cool thus far. My Aunt and Uncle, who are also going to the wedding in NJ, offer to pick Beth and I up at the airport on Friday morning and take us into New York City for the day since it’s only a ten-minute drive from the airport. I agree. Beth agrees. I then tell my sister who informs me that on Friday I have to go get fitted for a tux and go to a dress rehearsal and a dinner rehearsal. I tell her that I would like to go into the city and she says that I can just get the tux then, but I still have to go get it myself and be there in case it doesn’t fit. Unfortunately the tux place is too far from the airport and to go there and then go into NYC afterward would be wasting almost two hours of our time.
I instead decide to opt out of being at the wedding party altogether. My sister sent me a text last night saying she’d be “totally fine” with me not being in the wedding. I tell her I’d like to just be in the crowd (or is it audience? I don’t really know with weddings) with everyone else and she is since flipped out. She said she was up all night crying and that I ruined her wedding party by bowing out of it FOUR MONTHS in advance. She’s also making it a habit of reminding me that she only gets a week off for vacation a year and that she’s spending half of that time coming to San Antonio (on the TUESDAY before our SATURDAY wedding by the way) so now she’ll have to cut her honeymoon time short. Her whole argument makes it sound like I’m not coming at all which I am. I calmly tried to explain that the most important thing about our weddings is that we are both going to each other’s and that’s all that really matters.
We ended our text-only argument just a few minutes ago when she said she doesn’t want to say something she’ll regret (which translates to she doesn’t want to tell me not to come at all). Then, on top of all that, she sends me a text that I’m assuming is totally not meant for me because it says: “I don’t know if it’s the cancer or what John’s doing that’s making me sick.” So not only did I ruin my sister’s wedding plans but now she has cancer?