One sign that I'm either growing up or turning senile is that now I call people on their sh*t. Years ago, I was a nice person. A very nice person. Some, may even go so far as to describe me as a pushover. I had a hard time saying no. I was used to putting on a smile and making the best of situations. Now that I'm in the throes of my 30's, I'm not so nice.
I can write about this, because the people it involves do not read this. And if they do, well, it's no secret. I'm throwing a party for someone on Saturday, and it's been in the works for a while. Invitations have gone out. A month ago. I received very few rsvps. I don't know most of the people invited, so didn't really know what to expect. Today, TWO DAYS before the party, someone calls and leaves me this message:
"Hi, It's "Person Who Clearly Has No Common Sense" , and I'm so sorry for the lateness of my reply, but I'm calling to let you know that I will be attending the party, and so will my mother-in-law, sister-in-law and my 2 children."
This stuff makes my head explode. I had to call the honoree and ask for No Common Sense's phone number to tell her she, at the very least, couldn't bring her kids. This didn't go over very well. Apparently, this person told them it was ok. Because, my kids will be there. Because they live here. But whatever.
I kind of like being a meanie, but I'm pretty sure the people around me don't.