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It was only a game, an experiment just to see what she’d do. She wants everyone to think she’s such a good ‘Christian’. Who wouldn’t be able to be all goody-goody when they have everything going for them like she does?
Here’s what we did. (You’ll see how harmless it was.)
We take turns hosting our family get-togethers. The host provides the main part of the meal and everyone else brings a dish to contribute. Ho-hum, I know. Well I thought wouldn’t it be fun to ‘wow’ our sister Carly’s dishes, whatever they are, and then to not even notice or recognize or taste Kathy’s! Everybody thought it would be great. How long would it take her to notice and ‘what would Kathy do’?
Well, it was more fun than I ever expected. The first few times she didn’t seem to notice or mind. She’d actually agree with us and ask Carly for her recipes! (LOL!) But after a few times I’d notice the hurt look in her eyes and the way she’d get really quiet. (Oh - cry me a river - she has everything in life handed to her while the rest of us have to actually work for a living.)
And at the next get-together, she’d try harder! Beautiful.
So ... we started trying harder.
I remember the Easter that she and Carly both made pineapple dishes. Carly made pineapple filling and Kathy made something like ambrosia. I really had to hand it to my brother Larry that day. He took a look at Kathy’s ambrosia and asked, “What in the world is that?” At the same time I asked Kathy to pass me some more of Carly’s filling. Told her I loved it.
Another time we were at Kathy’s. She made these skewers on the grill. We didn’t touch them and she had to change up the whole menu. Went to the store for burgers and rolls. Who knows who she fed all those skewers to?
And that reminds me of the last time we were at my place. I told Kathy that I was out of dog food. I picked up the appetizer she’d brought and plopped half of it right into the dog bowl and asked her, “You don’t mind do you? Nobody’s eating this anyway.”
She cried that day. She asked me why, too. “What did I ever do to you?” is what she asked. I didn’t give her an answer, what was I going to say? But I told her I wouldn’t do it anymore.
I guess that should have been it - the end of the experiment. Funny thing was - I couldn’t stop. You know why? She’s got the nice-paying job, the nice house in a good neighborhood. Well I’ve got one thing she’ll never get. I’m the life of the party, always will be.
So, Kathy doesn’t come around anymore. I hear she even went for counseling. It doesn’t seem to have helped her,though. I mean, this is what we do, it’s part of who we are. If she’s such a good Christian, shouldn’t she be turning the other cheek or something?
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