The saga continues....

Today was an interesting day. Kat showed up on my doorstep about five minutes after I got off the phone with T (S's husband), said they'd been trying to get ahold of me---she and GK and S were all hanging out at the McDonalds up the road so GK's kids could play for a bit before they headed over to Orlando (They're flying out very early tomorrow, so they were going to stay at a hotel and catch a shuttle to the airport rather than have to deal with turning in their rental car at 3 AM).

After GK left with the kids and Kat went to the restroom, S wanted to know if I would do her a favor. Without going into details, my answer was no, no, no, hell no. *sigh* She insisted that "nothing" was wrong with her, that her episode over the weekend was merely a severe hangover (Urm, they call that withdrawl, dear...), and she just needed me to do this one little favor. And she'd give me $$$! No, no, no, hell no.

One useful thing about this job of mine: I apparently have learned to sound a lot more convincing, because S only tried to talk me out of it for about five minutes before she realized I was sincere. Let's hope none of her other friends caves in to pressure.

The saga continues....

Today was an interesting day. Kat showed up on my doorstep about five minutes after I got off the phone with T (S's husband), said they'd been trying to get ahold of me---she and GK and S were all hanging out at the McDonalds up the road so GK's kids could play for a bit before they headed over to Orlando (They're flying out very early tomorrow, so they were going to stay at a hotel and catch a shuttle to the airport rather than have to deal with turning in their rental car at 3 AM).

After GK left with the kids and Kat went to the restroom, S wanted to know if I would do her a favor. Without going into details, my answer was no, no, no, hell no. *sigh* She insisted that "nothing" was wrong with her, that her episode over the weekend was merely a severe hangover (Urm, they call that withdrawl, dear...), and she just needed me to do this one little favor. And she'd give me $$$! No, no, no, hell no.

One useful thing about this job of mine: I apparently have learned to sound a lot more convincing, because S only tried to talk me out of it for about five minutes before she realized I was sincere. Let's hope none of her other friends caves in to pressure.