It usually takes a lot to get me heated. I'm generally a pretty laid back person. But not this last Tuesday. Don't get me wrong, part of it had me laughing. The other part. Grrr.
See, I didn't have to work until the afternoon. It happens every once in a while. So when Kirk got ready to leave for work, I took Izzy out to go potty and to say goodbye. She loves doing that. Since I wasn't going anywhere, I left my cell phones and keys in the house. Out of habit, Kirk locked the front door. Doh!
Okay, so the second I realized it I screamed his name...and not in that bedroom voice way. More aggravated humor. It was funny. It was also an accident, and I knew it.
For a second I thought about freaking out. My first thought was...Shit! The one time I don't bring my phones! Just my luck. Then my thoughts shifted quickly to resolution questions. How was I going to get in the house? How was I going to contact Kirk to let me into the house? What now? That's how I work. Probably why my friends all think I thrive on chaos...i.e. work.
And then I remembered. Amber. She has a copy of my house key. She's had it since Izzy was attacked because she'd check on her or sit with her, or take her out. I looked in their driveway figuring worst case, I'd be able to call Kirk if Amber was gone. But all the cars were there, so I knocked on the door. No answer. I rang the doorbell.
Angie came to the door. She's Mike's new girl.
Angie: Yeah, what's up?
Me: Is Amber home? Kirk accidentally locked me out of the house and went to work.
Angie (with a bit of an attitude): I don't know. Is her truck here?
Me: Yeah it is. She has a copy of my key. Can you please just let her know what happened and that I need it?
Angie: Hang on.
She came back to the door with the key, handed it to me, then slammed the door in my face.
Now I know it was a little early. It was around 8am. But I don't randomly just show up on their doorstep for no reason. And Mike, Ben, Kirk and I have been friends for a long time now. Mike chose to purchase the lot next door to us after Kirk picked his lot. Mike's been accidentally locked out of their house on several occassions by Ben. He's hung out at our house while he was waiting. We all have history.
I don't point fingers at this girl or give her attitude...despite the fact that a bunch of our friends feel she's using Mike. I give her the benefit of the doubt. I've been cordial to her. I've been friendly and respectful. So what gave her the idea that it would be acceptable to me for her to get all snooty with me? I definitely didn't appreciate it or find it humorous. Especially considering that just a few days before Mike took her to the Daytona 500...a race that he'd already invited Kirk to. (He uninvited Kirk in order to take her...and then approached him about possibly watching her dogs while they were gone). And Kirk never once said anything because he wants Mike to be happy.
But she'd better watch her step, because she's starting to tread on very thin ice. And I'm not nearly as nice when crossed as Kirk is.
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