The sweet taste of pulling the wool over a friend’s eyes! Yes!
Backpedal……….A neighbor, let’s call her “Ann,” put a lovely meal for our family in a really ugly bag, yet useful in its nature. (I would name the company logo on the bag, but really, they meant it for good.) Tired of that bag living in my pantry, I returned it with a reciprocal gift in nature. Promptly, the person to whom I previously referred, sent the bag back with another gift of food. Two days later, I returned the bag with my wares. Two minutes later, I returned home with the bag filled with other lovely items. Why did she have to be so damn generous? I thought I would have to burn the bag to get rid of it.
As many times as I returned the bag, the aforementioned neighbor kept up her generosity, and that ugly bag kept coming home to me without a break in the action…..until today! I got my revenge!
Today, I was able to sneak onto her patio, deposit the bag on a chair, and nonchalantly walk away. Oh, I smiled. I fell to my knees in prayerful gratitude. I laughed silently, knowing it would take days for her to discover my sleuthing nature. Cleverness ruled. Supreme pride in successfully instigating a prank. I did it! The bag was back in her possession after three months. She would find it, curse me, and be stuck with it in her pantry for three months! The story of my glory would be told for generations!
(Expletive) That stupid bag came back two hours later.
Lesson learned…Don’t look a gift bag in the horse, or in the mouth, or in the anything. (Unless you have another neighbor visiting who could have a name that rhymes with “Marsha.” She could be the new owner of a gift bag/horse!)
The ceremonial burning of the bag (because that’s the only way I will never see it again) will be next week….call for details.