I had my big guns ready.
The script already rehearsed in my head.
There were some epithets to let fly.
Rebuttals for any diffidence.
I was asking my mercurial mate a favour
one he might bridle at
though I had both barrels loaded
‘after all I’d done for you….’
the rifle was cocked and ready.
I was Chuck Norris, Vin Diesel, Dirty Harry
rolled into one.
When I got him on the phone
and asked, he rolled over like a cat.
I was a little disappointed.
😂😂. Been there! I have definitely been there. All that adrenaline has to fizzle down to gracious appreciation. It’s when adrenaline tastes a little bit sour.
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thanks Worms: all that bile and nowhere to go 😦
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That anticipation is so often worse than the reality. Well captured John.
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spot om, Hobbo; it was a relief — and a bit of a letdown 🙂
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understandable!
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I agree with hobbo – sometimes you expect the worst and are surprised. other times, you are totally caught off guard and unprepared.
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🙂 true; it is hard to get the balance right: I came out ready for a BIG showdown and what did I get? a fizzle —
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weirdly, then it’s almost a letdown )
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weirdly, it is, Beth; human beans are such complex creatures 🙂
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hahah, Don’t you hate it when you’re geared up for a fight and … nothing?
All that energy you have to put toward something else now. 😀
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life keeps throwing you challenges, Eden 🙂
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Lol!
So much for nothing.
What a waste. Should’ve blasted him anyways. 🙂
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hahah now that’s an idea I could have gone with 🙂 next time he’ll probably catch me unawares: turn mean on me when I’m nice 🙂 mercurial people are very tricky 🙂
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So many possibilities. I like that.
Never miss a chance. 🙂
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what’s that saying, Terveen? ‘All grist to the mill’ 🙂
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Very well put. I use that a lot when the other side of the barrel. Roll over and play dead, doing a pudel.
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I haven’t played dead for a long time, Ulle; now it’s probably time to pull that old trick again 🙂
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Makes me think of the song “9 Crimes” by Damien Rice–what do you do when your gun is loaded and then unfired? Love the rehearsal elements in your piece.
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don’t know that one, K , but will look it up; yes, I was well rehearsed and if he turns Mr. Mean again , I’ll know exactly what to say 🙂
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And you all pumped up and prepped, too! So frustrating!
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true, Matthew; however if he mercurially metamorphoses into Mr. Mean my guns will be fully loaded and my finger trigger happy 🙂
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There’s nothing worse… 🖤🖤
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totally ; all that build-up —
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… for nothing… 😒🖤
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I did get a poem out of it 🙂
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And therein lies the triumph! 😁😉🖤
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you’re dead right; that’s what we creatives can do; no matter how harrowing the experience — and mine wasn’t particularly harrowing — it can always be transmuted into a painting, poem, song ….
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Oh absolutely!! 😊🖤
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You know what they say, John . . .
a friend in need is a pain in the arse 😎
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🙂 there’s quite a bit of truth in that, David; you’ve obviously graduated cum laude from the School of Hard Knocks 🙂
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