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One glistening summer day in high school, I walked home - just as I had done everyday. I trotted up the front steps to my house and unlocked the front door.
The first thought was that we had been robbed - burglars during the day must have broken in and stolen all of our furniture, our washer and dryer, our piano, our microwave. But, they neglected to take my computer or anything from my room.
A half-hour of bafflement and wandering aimlessly around the house, trying to make sense of a very odd situation and then the phone rang:
"Heinrich, this is your mother. Your sister and I have left your father."
And, that was that.
However, they did not leave me a phone number or an address. Being quite adept at using interweb resources and having opened an MSN messenger chat with my sister once (thereby discovering their IP address), the phone number was easy.
But, the people are not; everytime I call, the response is always, "oh, we're really busy this week/month/year/(soon to be decade)." I see. Well, I have this collection of Christmas/birthday/stat holiday/spontaneity presents; I just want to drop them off - It wouldn't take much time at all.
Ok, what is at stake here? Well, it seems that women enjoy giving no notice and leaving in the middle of the night; whatever; do what you please; I'm sure that you are justified or have justified something.
But, aloofness is a self-destructive strategy for dealing with your life. Sometimes there are more important things than things, riding lessons, girl scouts, trendy exercise classes. This is why I always call - its not that I enjoy condescension and detatchement; it's just important to call.
The first thought was that we had been robbed - burglars during the day must have broken in and stolen all of our furniture, our washer and dryer, our piano, our microwave. But, they neglected to take my computer or anything from my room.
A half-hour of bafflement and wandering aimlessly around the house, trying to make sense of a very odd situation and then the phone rang:
"Heinrich, this is your mother. Your sister and I have left your father."
And, that was that.
However, they did not leave me a phone number or an address. Being quite adept at using interweb resources and having opened an MSN messenger chat with my sister once (thereby discovering their IP address), the phone number was easy.
But, the people are not; everytime I call, the response is always, "oh, we're really busy this week/month/year/(soon to be decade)." I see. Well, I have this collection of Christmas/birthday/stat holiday/spontaneity presents; I just want to drop them off - It wouldn't take much time at all.
Ok, what is at stake here? Well, it seems that women enjoy giving no notice and leaving in the middle of the night; whatever; do what you please; I'm sure that you are justified or have justified something.
But, aloofness is a self-destructive strategy for dealing with your life. Sometimes there are more important things than things, riding lessons, girl scouts, trendy exercise classes. This is why I always call - its not that I enjoy condescension and detatchement; it's just important to call.
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