i am currently listening to a co-worker having a fight over the phone with his ex-wife regarding visitation with their kids. i feel a little dirty, eavesdropping like this. but i can’t help it. really, i can’t. i am, however, totally resisting the urge to giggle. so that’s got to count for something right?
“therapy doesn’t work. all you do is scream at me, threaten me with ridiculous things, and make me kiss your ass.”
“for you to say you can show up with a sheriff because i don’t show up at a certain time is laughable.”
“for you to threaten me with something that will never happen is childish.”