You need a partner in crime. You know that person that really knows what happened to that lamp in the living room. In addition, that person knows why you do not want to talk about it and neither do they. In fact, the more partners in crime you have the better off you are.
Little secrets, like you go out to dinner with friends and
one of you goes to the bathroom at the end of the meal. The other walks out
with the other couple after they paid for their meal. You assume that the one in the bathroom is
going to pay and the one in the bathroom assumed you had paid. You get down the
road 10 miles and an hour has gone by. So, says the one that was in the
bathroom. What was the damage for dinner? I do not know you reply. I thought you were paying for it. You both
look at each other and laugh. I am not encouraging this. It can just happen.
I was tired of newspapers
lying around all the time. Every time I wanted to find something important that
I had placed on the table, I had to shift through piles of newspaper. The C.O.
read it occasionally and then just put in in the recycling. All I really wanted
was the Sunday paper. Our subscription
was due. I did not renew it and told them we did not want the paper anymore.
All was fine and dandy for a month. I would just pick up a Sunday paper in the
mornings and everything was peaches and cream in that dept. The newspaper
clutter was gone. YAH! Then occasionally
a newspaper would show up in the box. No big deal, just one paper. Then it
started coming more frequently. I called. Stop Paper!
We still get the paper. Wed thou Sunday. The C.O. is happy because he has his paper
back and now (as a special bonus) it is free. I am not happy and I am not
paying for it.
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