Okay, I HATE being lied to. Somehow, this seems to be the main confilict-avoiding tactic my mom and brother use. They don't want me to get mad, so they just lie to me. Okay, now I've figured out your lie, how mad do I look now?
Really. So, he didn't want to tell me he lost my movie. He tells me he has the disc at his friends house, but he left the case at home and thats why I found an empty box with no movie. He says he'll bring it back home in the morning. I went over to said friends house who tells me Christopher brought over another movie (you know, they didn't co-ordinate the stories) and that Christopher wasnt there at the current moment, he walked to the store, would I like him to call me? No, I would not like him to call me. I drove down to this store. It closed an hour ago. I drove back to this friends house. Suddenly, Christopher is there now. He hands me two movies that are decidedly NOT the missing movie. I asked where this missing movie is. Its in the basement, he says. At home again, this movie is not in the basement. Its lost. And I'll have to pay the fee for it.
So once again, he lied, did this save me from being mad? NO! Now I'm upset about the movie, AND upset about the lie. I HATE being lied to. It is so disrespectful. I just can't come up with words for it at the moment.
Okay, I'm done.
Sarah Jo
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