01 January 2014

We're All Whores Here

She didn't get the answer she wanted, so she keeps telling us to let her know.  There's nothing I can say, because for the first time in ever, she got me a gift that was actually thoughtful and didn't come out of one of her random shopping sprees.

If I told her to shove it, I'd be ungrateful.

If I told her my family was important to me, too, and that we would be unavailable on her schedule, I'd be ungrateful.

If I told her anything that wasn't yes, I'd be ungrateful.

So I'll be respectfully (or spitefully) silent, instead, because look...we're all whores.

It's polite.

No comments:

Post a Comment