I really hate making phone calls, and tonight I have to call the [many] people who have not RSVP'd for not-so-little R.'s birthday party on Wednesday. I especially hate making phone calls when I am already sort of peeved at the people I'm calling (and curiously, this is very often the case...hmmm). No matter how hard I try, I keep having little fantasies in which, instead of saying "Hildegarde? I'm calling because I'm concerned that Siegfried may not have gotten the invitation to R.'s party..." I say "Hildegarde? What the hell is wrong with you?"
The situation is not helped by people who respond with blatant lies ("Oh, it didn't say RSVP." That one left me actually speechless for a moment.)
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I am terrible with RSVP's. On the other hand, I would respond well to a "What the hell's wrong with you."
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