and it's the passion that you play
Let's do a for-instance.
Say you had to be roommates with someone for a few months for work. And that roommate emailed you to inquire about having a dog in the apartment. You replied with a 'Sorry, but I have severe asthma; I can't live with pets.' The roommate replies with, 'No problem.'
Then you get to your apartment and find she has brought a menagerie with her. Nothing has fur or dander, so you can't really say anything. So you ignore it and she only lets the lizard out when she's there to supervise.
Then let's say she goes home for a weekend away. When she comes home on that Sunday night, she comes to you and says, 'So, I had to bring my dog back. She hasn't been eating since I left. But I'll keep her in my room and keep the door closed, out of respect for you.*'
Poll lizards and snakes and dogs, oh my!
*She actually said that, verbatim. I really, really dislike this girl. GOD.
Say you had to be roommates with someone for a few months for work. And that roommate emailed you to inquire about having a dog in the apartment. You replied with a 'Sorry, but I have severe asthma; I can't live with pets.' The roommate replies with, 'No problem.'
Then you get to your apartment and find she has brought a menagerie with her. Nothing has fur or dander, so you can't really say anything. So you ignore it and she only lets the lizard out when she's there to supervise.
Then let's say she goes home for a weekend away. When she comes home on that Sunday night, she comes to you and says, 'So, I had to bring my dog back. She hasn't been eating since I left. But I'll keep her in my room and keep the door closed, out of respect for you.*'
Poll lizards and snakes and dogs, oh my!
*She actually said that, verbatim. I really, really dislike this girl. GOD.