296 Being Taken Advantage Of

 

 

• Feb. 6, 2002

   

  Gleaned from emails w/ Jen
  
  I got railroaded into doing the turkey for Thanksgiving 2002. I may
  go ahead and actually buy a roasting pan. We always just get the
  cheapy aluminum disposable thing.
  
  I am annoyed w/ X today. Not over the turkey, though that is
  annoying. She writes me to ask if I've got any Mardi Gras
  stuff J can borrow for the dance on the 15th. I have beads & a
  mask.
  
  X then tells me that I can come to her house any time on Sunday
  before 3:30 to deliver the goods.
  
  What is wrong with this picture? Borrow shit from ME, and expect me
  to BRING it to you, too? So rude.
  
  I am thinking of putting it in a grocery bag and just tying it to
  her door on my way home from Elena's party on Saturday nite,
  because that's when I'm going to be in that part of town on my own
  business, not making a special trip to do her a favor.
  
  BLEH. Some people...give an inch, they stick it in 7.
  
  I guess she assumes that I have more free time because I have no
  children, so I don't mind driving the 40+ minutes round trip to
  her house. I mean, gosh, what else could I have to do, since I have
  no kids and all?
  
  Argh. It's not like I have no life. And, I know she's busy. BUT the
  free time of a mom with 3 school age kids is infinitely
  more than the free time of a woman who spends an average of 10-11
  hours a day engaging in work-activities. (I include the commute and
  my lunch hour, because it's not like a piffly little hour is enough
  time to do anything of a personal nature)
  
  It's hard not to feel taken advantage of sometimes...even in
  friendships that have been around my entire life. And in that
  situation, it's kinda hard to say "you are presuming on our
  friendship"....because we've been friends forever and there is
  nothing I wouldn't do for her. BUT...it's still a bitch.
  
  
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  Thinking about this today: I will use the trip to turn in the boxes
  of lemon cookies that have gone nowhere, give her the check my coworker K 
  wrote to Girl Scouts for $12, and give J, J, and Pook little
  valentine pressies. I already have J's. Aunt L & I got this
  gawdawful nail polish at Ulta when we were out shopping the other
  weekend. The boys will just get candy I guess.
  
  *sigh*