Nemo2
Senior Member
- Location
- Belleville, ON
Oh, I'd never eat Depends...especially if they've been worn.Depends. Are they in fresh condition, and is it something I love?
Oh, I'd never eat Depends...especially if they've been worn.Depends. Are they in fresh condition, and is it something I love?
Forgiveness is the word. Let it go. It's taking too much space in your negative memory bank. Believe me, you may need the space someday.We lived on a houseboat at a marina. In the next slip were a couple that used their houseboat during the summers and we became friends, not close but neighborly. They had a fish fry every summer with their friends and one year, the day before the fish fry, they realized they were a little short of fish. I offered them quite a large amount of fish from our freezer to help out.
We never got invited over to their fish fry and watched them from our houseboat eating the fish I supplied them. After the party was over, the guy came over with a plate of fried fish for us. He said it would be a shame to waste them and thought we would like them.
I was a bit stunned and just said thank you and accepted the fish. It was well after our dinner time and we had already ate, plus I don't like cold fried fish. So guess where it went? To this day I can't believe he took our fish for his fish fry, didn't invite us, and then brought us the leftovers. What is the word for something like that?
Maybe I had no business being invited. It might have been family only, or other restrictions. They have the right to invite whoever they want. I wouldn't take it personally.How would you feel if a friend or relative brought you food that was obvious leftover from a party to which you weren't invited?
How would you feel if a friend or relative brought you food that was obvious leftover from a party to which you weren't invited?
Never had that happen, but obviously they thought of me and know my situation. I'd accept with thanks.How would you feel if a friend or relative brought you food that was obvious leftover from a party to which you weren't invited?
I once had the honour of being invited into American home for Thanksgiving dinner.How would you feel if a friend or relative brought you food that was obvious leftover from a party to which you weren't invited?