well one thing i learned from my parents is that if you lie about things (and when i say things i mean every type of things; how much groceries cost that week, what time your really gonna get to the party, the fact that you have forgotten to pay the electric bill for two months, or that you haven't done laundry yet). its the right thing to do. so what do i do. i lie from time to time. now, don't let your imagination get too crazy!
it's simple. i stayed late at work and didn't tell the husband. why tell the truth? he'll just be mad. then im shocked when he thought i would be home with dinner ready because, you know, i got home at a decent hour. according to the lies ive told about where ive been. what a jerk. how could he expect me to have dinner ready after such a grueling day! oh wait i didnt tell em about my grueling day because i thought it would be better not to say anything about it. we explained ourselves and all was fine.
however, here's the thing. i like to consider myself somewhat of a good communicator (not great, but moderately in the good range) so why do i revert to things ive learned from my parents? sheesh, i guess 18 years of living with people can really rub off on ya.
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