Weren't You Supposed To Be Talking To ME?

I am starting to think that believe ANYONE is allowed to have a phone ( or use one) they need to be required- yes, required- to take a phone etiquette class.

When I call you, I talk to you
and when you call me,
You talk to me.

That is the way it is supposed to work.

I understand emergencies and phone calls.

But, really if you are calling just to talk do it when you are not doing something else.
Don't talk to everyone.
Or your cat.
I am right here!
You called me, remember?

And if I call you and it isn't a good time, tell me.
Don't start talking and than talk to others.
Or keep saying "just a minute".

It's rude.

That's what I said.

I don't know why some people think it is perfectly OK.

I don't care that you called me and it is your dime.

I don't care that I called you and you are in the middle of something.
That's where you say "Can I call you back?"

I really don't get it.

It is like they are thinking " They can't see me so it must be OK."

Really? Can people really be that clueless?
I'm thinkin' so.

I'd like to think that they just don't REALIZE that they are acting rudely.
Maybe I just don't want to acknowledge to myself that they know what they are doing.

Either way it is still not kosher in Ruthland.

Now, He Finally Gets It!

So, I have been with my husband for close to 15 years.
That includes our courtship/living in "sin" period and marriage.

After all this time, he finally is realizing my bitchiness at certain times may have nothing to do with him and everything to do with me.

Tonight he actually referred to it as my "process".

While, this is great he isn't getting all uncorked about it.
I just find it a bit, how shall I put it, ODD.

You see, even 6 months back he would get all mad if I said anything to him that could be construed as rude.
And he'd let me hear about it.
How he didn't do anything and I don't need to be that way with him.

Now, that did make me mad and want to get even more obnoxious.

But, usually I sucked it up so we didn't have a fight.

Than, it would simmer and fester and we would end up in a fight.

But, all of a sudden it's my "process" and he just lets it go.

Just makes me wonder when the aliens exchanged my husband.
Or maybe he just had some kind of epiphany.

I don't know what it is.
But, while unexpected it is kinda nice.

I just wish he would have come to this conclusion a long time ago.