Ok, I have a younger sibling that needs to be taught the need to show a bit of courtesy. Last night (7:00) I found out that she needed me to give her a lift to the airport this morning (4:30). She also mentioned that she needs me to keep her dog for a week. This morning I greeted her, the spawn, and "notthehusband" with coffees and hot chocolate. while we're getting bags transferred and the parking situation sorted she mentions that I need to keep an eye on the dog as it's showing signs of incontinence.
upon leaving the house, I inquire as to what time the flight is scheduled and realize we have about 5 minutes of leeway which means breakfast is a granola bar. Then comes a 45 minute drive with a cranky 3 year old, while I find out that a major fight has been started with our mother...... which I'm sure I'll hear a lot more about by the end of the weekend.
No apologies were ever offered
No breakfast was ever offered (not that time was available)
No gas money was offered (even though she knows I would have refused)
She didn't have an extra coffee in her hand as she came through my door.
Now to some extent this is what family is for, I reserve the right to call upon her, and expect her to call on me. That said this trip could have been carried out in a far more courteous fashion.
At this point I am considering combing a kool-aid paste through the dogs hair, but would appreciate any reasonable ideas the community would like to throw in the hopper.
upon leaving the house, I inquire as to what time the flight is scheduled and realize we have about 5 minutes of leeway which means breakfast is a granola bar. Then comes a 45 minute drive with a cranky 3 year old, while I find out that a major fight has been started with our mother...... which I'm sure I'll hear a lot more about by the end of the weekend.
No apologies were ever offered
No breakfast was ever offered (not that time was available)
No gas money was offered (even though she knows I would have refused)
She didn't have an extra coffee in her hand as she came through my door.
Now to some extent this is what family is for, I reserve the right to call upon her, and expect her to call on me. That said this trip could have been carried out in a far more courteous fashion.
At this point I am considering combing a kool-aid paste through the dogs hair, but would appreciate any reasonable ideas the community would like to throw in the hopper.