friends and phones.
Okay, I suppose this is just a quick vent piece, in general.
I love my best friends, I do really, I'd do anything for them, but ringing me while I'm at work, and then ignoring me when I ask whats wrong and are they okay (sorry it took me an hour), is just not conducive to me staying calm. I worry.
And then just to cheer me up they have the nerve to call me a lousy friend because I haven't got my phone on me at the precise moment they ring, because amazingly it's not allowed on a shop floor.
I'm going to give up I think and crawl back into the little hole I came out of, because it was obviously safer.
Anyway best go and start my essay.
Adios
I love my best friends, I do really, I'd do anything for them, but ringing me while I'm at work, and then ignoring me when I ask whats wrong and are they okay (sorry it took me an hour), is just not conducive to me staying calm. I worry.
And then just to cheer me up they have the nerve to call me a lousy friend because I haven't got my phone on me at the precise moment they ring, because amazingly it's not allowed on a shop floor.
I'm going to give up I think and crawl back into the little hole I came out of, because it was obviously safer.
Anyway best go and start my essay.
Adios