On frustration, doubled.
ARGH.
So, that was the frustration just seeping out there. Largely, it’s frustration at being made to feel like the bad person when actually it’s not me (us) who is (are) the evil whatsit, but someone we considered a friend. Yes – it’s the caravan’s latest saga. Now we have its owner’s phone number, and we’ve been trying to get him to fix a date for its removal, having offered him three weekends when we spoke initially nearly a month ago. Two and a half weeks passed, and we’d heard nothing; a phone call revealed he had yet to speak to the person he’s relying on to move it, and, as long-term readers may have already guessed, that person is not normally someone to whom I would go in a tight spot, timing-wise, unless EVERYONE ELSE HAD DIED.
Why yes, since you ask, I am feeling a little irritation about this.
So, I had a twenty-minute conversation with the caravan owner’s very agitated, very pregnant (38 weeks) significant other tonight, during which she strongly implied that we are complete arseholes who’d walked all over the person we once considered a friend, using him for all he was worth and generally being arseholes. Did I mention the arseholery? Oh, and making merry with their caravan for however long we’ve had it, free of charge and without a care in the world, before turning around at very short notice and issuing edicts about its removal.
I can’t even be bothered to get into the many ways in which this isn’t true, but what really gets me is that said thought-to-be-friend allowed this situation to unfold without setting the record straight, and now here we are, with me having to be mildly unpleasant (i.e. persistent in something they would rather we didn’t persist in – getting a date settled for moving this sodding caravan) to a woman who is about to give birth.
I’m so pissed off I could spit.
But you have no need to feel so bad. It is this lady’s choice to feel that there is just one side to the story she has heard/embellished/made up. If you were to act in the same way she seems to have, you could well have just got stroppy and insisted the caravan be removed without much further agro. If I was in their position I would be being a lot grovelly. Put it down to her hormones and ignore her, though that is easier said than done.
That’s very crap for you EW. And unfair of course. But you and Q know that it’s not how things are. As dismaying and shitty as it is, you know the truth of it and your part in the story. So don’t let this woman get to you. If these people you’ve been trying to get hold of had got their shit together earlier this whole imminent birth scenario wouldn’t be happening. Anyway, it’s best to happen before she gives birth anyway, because it may not happen (for ages) after the baby arrives! And the sooner you’re rid of the squatting-toad-as-caravan the better. An exorcism – of sorts. (((Hugs))).
Bummer. Deep breaths and remember that you have done your best to be a decent human being, whether that is acknowledged or not – also remember that people tend to protesteth too much when they know they are in the wrong but really do not want to admit it…Grit your teeth and crack on..
Methinks she (they) feel guilty for p***ing you about. I’d be inclined to give them til end of week then get rid or sell the thing on. You have had all the hassle and given them plenty of time to make arrangements
i’m w/ambermoggie.
What they all said. Especially ambermoggie. It’s their property, it’s down to them to sort it out. Cake. Wellington. Thursday or Friday?
I would go with the spitting bit…
I can only empathise about the actions (or more correctly inactions) of so-called ‘friends’. What is it with people these days?
Eurk. What a crap situation. I hate this sort of interpersonal conflict. I don’t think anyone ever “wins”.
Also, who is she to judge you and your relationship with this “friend” you have in common with her? Was she there to witness the situation disintegrate? Does SHE have a problem with you, personally? No? Then she should be thankful that you didn’t pawn her bloody RV (that’s what we call caravans, FYI) and come and get it out of your freaking yard, on the double.
That’s my take on it. In case you were wondering.