My relationship with my brother, in 10 minutes, or less. No, really, this happened in 10 minutes, or less.
My relationship with my brother, in 10 minutes, or less. No, really, this happened in 10 minutes, or less. 1) I asked my brother what he's going to be doing in his new job. Long story short, I never really got an answer, because since I'm not in finance, I couldn't possibly understand. 2) Somewhere in there, I got called "Hon". Now, other than those of you with whom I have that sort of affectionate relationship, or we have a modicum of Southern Exposure in common, that is condescending, MCP nonsense guaranteed to lead to loss of limb. Don't call me "hon"; I'm not your "hon". This is not Mad Men. 3) When we were getting ready to leave, he tossed his napkin onto my plate and was getting ready to put his plate and silverware onto my plate. This was halted because I was already standing up and in the process of taking my and my father's plates to the trash, and because I tossed his napkin right back on his plate. I also quietly stated, ...