Fine, Whatever

Who do you think you are? I said it so many times to my old friend too many times until I said it loudly one last time and that was the end I had enough- and banged down the phone outside the birds were singing so sweetly and the wind was blowing like violins as I sat pondering . . . Some may call me meek but I think I am calm I take a lot before blowing up and with this un-friend I took her attitude for years fifteen to be exact . . . I recall the times she was horrible to me (so many) like the time we had a yard sale and she broke a nail what a lot of of shouting and cursing and I made the mistake of laughing out loud (well, honestly it was funny) she turned on me like a wild cat in heat . . . Another time, I helped her to move (gosh she had a lot of stuff) she had booked some movers but they never showed so, I called guys I knew with a truck and we moved her- it took all day . . . I stayed to help her unpack after seeing all the collectibles she was putting out I said- you don't have to put them all out at one time (had heard that on a design show once) well, I thought she was going to go through the roof with the steam coming out her ears so I left . . . hungry and took the bus home . . . I had been working nights, when she asked me to go to a movie- I kept slipping down in my seat and I think I snorted a few times after, she said, how did you like the movie ? and I replied, worst movie I ever saw she left me standing in the parking lot bewildered I walked home through the dark park under the twinkling stars . . . then, there was the classical concert where I truly did fall asleep . . . oops But, there were lots of times leading up to the last day where I would break the silence and call (we would never, ever mention the incident) But, this particular day I had gone out with lady in my building for cafe SHE- had called and called and left messages I really had intended to call back but forgot . . . Well, she called me again, hello I said, so sweetly I had to hold the phone away from my ear for the cursing and shouting that was happening where to "H" were you she roared ! I listened (calmly) grinding my teeth then- said loudly, fine, whatever and WHO DO YOU THINK YOU ARE? slamming the phone that was the end . . . of our un-friendship it felt good to be free of her negativity . . . Yet, there was a sadness too! for there were some great times along the way but the price to my dignity was just too high . . . in the end ___________________________ August 26, 2018 Poetry/Narrative/Fine, whatever Copyright Protected, ID 18-1054-960-01 All Rights Reserved. Written under Pseudonym. Written for the contest, Who Do You Think You Are sponsor, Caren Krutsinger Second Place