“You got the position you’ve always wanted. I was being supportive! I picked up and moved!”
Chana, you are the worst. EVER. I finally make a friend and you go and abandon me.
I chuckled reading Abby’s text and quickly responded. I am not the worst ever. I’m just someone who prioritizes and put you on the bottom. I’ll call you later, I must make shul phone calls and supper!
I got out a pot to start on supper, must get a move on it, it’s late. My phone buzzed again.
That by definition is the worst ever. Talk to you later.
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