Fear not loyal followers. The Boy and I are friends again… or we would be if there had been an event, which there wasn’t – since it was all hypothetical.
I went home last night to face the response to my post – would the boy be mad that I had created this hypothetical situation to feed my blog? Would he find it funny? Would he have the out-of-body experience I was hoping for seeing himself have said temper-tantrum and realize how ridiculous he was being? Hypothetically.
Well, he wasn’t home. So I checked his email – I have since learned that this is considered in some circles as “an invasion of privacy” I disagree, since I only check his email to see if he’s read my emails (since he’s a subscriber (you could be too!) he gets my posts hand delivered to his Inbox). I was only checking to see if he had already read it, or if I was going to get to witness as he read my hypothetical situation. He had read it, or at least opened it – and why would you open it and not read it? I deduced he’d read it.
Boy comes home. We talk about the rain – he had been waiting for me at my bus stop so I wouldn’t have to walk home in the rain (sweet!). It starts:
I ask – “Are we’re still friends?
Boy – “I guess, why?”
Me – “Haven’t you read my blog yet?”
Boy – “No.”
Me – “Oh, nevermind.”
Boy – “You read my email didn’t you!”
Me – “Noooo.”
Boy – “Yes you did, I did that on purpose because I knew you would check it. That’s an invasion of privacy!”
Boy – “It doesn’t matter… blah blah blah – you’re terrible”
Me – (Getting down to business) “Well sorry for “invading your privacy” (insert sarcasm sign here)you still owe me an apology.”
Boy – “Fine, I’m sorry for loosing my temper, and walking away from you, but I wasn’t mad at the people in front of us, I was mad at the starter (like this is the real point of contention). And I didn’t have a temper tantrum.” (I can only assume he meant hypothetically)
Me – “You said ‘I should just sell my clubs so I am not tempted to golf ever again'”
Boy – “Fine that was a bit of an overreaction.”
Me – “Apology accepted” (Hypothetically of course)
So we are friends again, and we made a plan to avoid such hypothetical fights in the future. We’re going to plan our golfing nights a little better – and not start golfing at 6:30 when we’re already hungry and grumpy is just a few short holes away.
Live and learn. Hypothetically of course.