I’m having a situation where I live right now. Literally the police are here to talk down an armed man. One of my neighbors.
I found out a few hours ago when I went to go to the store. Can’t get out. Complex is barricaded with police cars. No police there at the time to talk to though. I go home, wake up my husband because I’m freaking out. We get online trying to find out what’s happening. Just after we figure it out I get a call from my sister. She got off work early and couldn’t get home. I tell her what’s happening as I just read it off the news website.
Then I get a text about how it could have been nice to know before leaving work. I ignore it because I didn’t even know then.
Some neighbors park stt the office building behind us sp they can get to their dogs. We help them over the fence. So I call her and tell her how to get in. Get told I’m wrong. Then I say we are literally helping people home right now. I get attitude and told "I’m not climbing over a fence. " well sorry princess, I was trying to help. Ask her where she is, she’s driving around parking lots. We live in a 24 hour town so I tell her go to a Starbucks.
Come in from helping the neighbors and there’s a post on Facebook about how it could have been nice to know this is happening before she left work because now she’s stranded in a grocery store parking lot.
I’m so mad. I’m completely done. She expects me to take care of everything for her, everything is my fault and I can barely take care of myself. I’m taking her dog out while someone losing their ■■■■ is waving a gun around and I’m a horrible person for it.
Final nail in the coffin. I’m so done. I give zero frigs anymore. I’m not helping her do a damn thing ever again. Her entitlement is unreal and she appreciates nothing. I wash my hands of her. Just needed to get it out.