My Sister Hates Me…
This week I got it into my head that the little sis should visit me in the Land of Far, Far Away. Mostly because I am bored and I want someone to suffer through the snow with me (don’t tell her this part). And also because I thought we could have some fun sister time bonding over booze and comparing whose life is worse, all while eating White Castle burgers. That is our specialty. She told me to find a cheap ticket and she would consider this idea.
However the little sister disappoints. She hates me, I am convinced. She wants nothing to do with me OR the Land of Far, Far Away.
Calling….(and I NEVER call)
Me: I found you an amazing deal! Come now!
Rae: Uh huh. What did you find?
Me: Well the ticket was 232, but don’t ask me for how many days….
Rae: HOW MANY DAYS?
Me: Uhhhh just a few….
Rae: How many days?
Me: Umm 2 weeks….
Rae: OMG! I DO NOT WANT TO STAY THAT LONG.
Me: You don’t love me.
Rae: 2 weeks with you? What would I do?
Me: Play with me…when I am not a work.
Rae: Eh. The Land of Far, Far Away sounds boring.
Me: So…..we can have fun hanging out at wal-mart!
Me: I will buy you a book….
Rae: No.
Clearly my own sister hates me and wants me to suffer. Isn’t that awful?
Next time she should remember WHO has the upper hand when this sister has bribing materials in the form of drunken baby sister pictures…..
