It seems that Ms Thang's move to her wonderful new job, hasn't gone quite as well as she hoped. She called J to catch up and prattled on like a duracell bunny let loose on a kids play mat.
In fact I've never heard her talk so much in the whole year I've known her. The problem is she has left our warm cosy nest to work with a "team of silent heads down robots".
Despite jetting around, reduced travel costs and a pay rise her stock has dropped. When she tries to talk to her new colleagues, she is shut down.
Then at home her other half (you remember the one who likes her to dress him, cook for him and make sure she tells him where she is at all times), doesn't want to talk to her either.
She sounded so pathetically grateful to talk to us all, we all felt really sorry for her.
All except Mr Mom who declared grumpily,
"I don't feel sorry for her at all and if she's that lonely, why doesn't she ever return my text messages?".
MM was besotted with MTg from the first moment he laid eyes on her. Unfortunately, the feeling wasn't mutual and MT aware of MM's crush took childish pleasure in teasing him, sometimes mercilessly.
He has never got over this and he couldn't hide the venom in his voice as he made his comment. I couldn't let it go.
"She didn't reply to your texts when she worked here. That's MTg. That's how she is. How about showing her a little compassion, since she's not happy".
MM attempted to stutter a response, but the rest of us talked over to him, reducing him to a pouty, grumpy mess.
We've all been in the job (or jobs)that initially offered us the world, but in reality offered little more than the realisation that the grass isn't always greener on the other side.
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