Most days I do ok. I don’t offend anyone. I say stuff, it goes well, etc etc. And then there are days {or night’s actually} like last night when my directness, my forward nature has me offend or hurt someone. It’s a fine line, I tell you. FINE. But last night instead of being direct and cutting through the waffle, I was borderline offensive. I don’t want to talk about it, I said, if that’s all this call is then it’s done.

And it was done.

It probably wasn’t all the conversation was going to be.

But it WAS all there was.

Damn it, damn it, damn it.

I’m annoyed at myself, I went to call back and say sorry. Say that I was too abrupt and too judgemental. But I was met with no answer. A blank wall of modern call screening. I felt bad and tried everything I could not to just get cranky and forget my mission. I wanted to say fine then, do what you want, I don’t care. But I do. I hate causing upset. Especially when what I’m trying to do is avoid it. Sigh, best laid plans and all that.

So today, I make it right.

In person, because this time, I won’t be screened.