So my 20th high school reunion is this weekend and I am traveling to my home town for it, as is my best friend from high school who lives in NYC and only makes it back once every year or two. When I was in town about two months ago, I told our other friend that we would be in town this coming weekend for the reunion, but that was only Saturday night and we wanted to get to see her while we were there. Her response: "Oh great. We will have closed on the house by then. We'll still be fixing it up, but I would love it if you guys could come see it." Cool. I'd love to see the house she and her boyfriend bought. It's her first house and she's really excited about it. I'm happy for her.
Other friend called me last night about something completely unrelated. While talking to her, I asked what time she would like us to come over to see the new house this weekend. She said she had to work all weekend and might not be able to show us the house. Ok. No big deal. Life happens. We continue with the other conversation.
I get out of a meeting in my office this morning and see that I have 6 texts from her complaining about how I never told her we were going to be in town and I really should have and she's sick of me just expecting she will be around when I am in town. When I gently remind her that I did tell her, which is why I was specifically asking when would be good for her to show us the house, I get 8 more texts (3 in all caps) about how I should have reminded her that we were coming into town because I know she forgets things like this. I (trying to be patient and understanding because she has a lot of other stressful things going on) say that it is unfair for her to expect me to know when she forgets things and send her reminders. That is not my responsibility to keep her calendar, and that if she couldn't remember exactly which weekend in June we were going to be in town, she could have called or texted either of us to ask. And that if she was still up for it and had time, I would love to see her new house (she's been really excited about it for a while and I know its important to her to show me).
And then there was more screaming at me over text. My phone is now on do not disturb so I can actually get work done today.
What I really wanted to say to her: You are 39 fucking years old. I gave you plenty of notice that I was going to be in town because I know you work weekends and need to ask for time off in advance. It's not my fault that you didn't remember it or write it in your calendar. I am not a fucking mind reader. How can you expect me to know that you forgot? You are pitching a temper tantrum like a child and blaming me for something you didn't do. Grow up and stop texting me until you do.
Gah!
/endrant
