Yanks My Chain

I got an email from a friend who said “by the time you read this you’ve probably already heard my rambling voicemail about friend A.” I called home to listen to the message and then a RANT flew from my fingers. The friend A lives in a western state but has family in VA. They make a trek yearly to see A’s extended family. Quite often it works out that A, my email friend and I get together when A is in the state.

Generally, we’re able to plan this a little so that all VA-based people can get schedules straight and plan who will host the get-together. We’re never given much warning but usually we can make it happen on a weekend. My RANT started because A and family will be cruising through VA next Thursday mid-afternoon. Like leave work a half-day and rearrange all kinds of schedules to boot. Ain’t going to happen. Bottom line: Value me a little more and I won’t get all ranty.

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