When my brother Paul kicked Grandma Eleanor out for not contributing financially, I took her in, driven by love and loyalty. As she rebuilt her life and found unexpected success, Paul’s regret surfaced, but I wondered if it would be enough to mend our broken bonds.
“Rachel, I can’t keep doing this,” Paul said, slamming his cup down on the table. “She’s costing too much.”
“Paul, she’s our grandmother. She raised us, remember?” I replied, trying to keep my voice steady. I could see the tension in his jaw, the frustration in his eyes.
“That was then. Things are different now,” he said, crossing his arms. “She doesn’t bring anything to the table anymore. She just sits there, painting and wasting time.”
“Those paintings mean something to her,” I said. “And they could mean something to us if we let them.”
My Ех Ruinеd My Dаy аt Wоrk, I Вrilliаntly Тооk Rеvеngе оn Нim thе Sаmе Dаy — Stоry оf thе Dаy
So, my boyfriend kicked me out after I caught him with another woman right on our kitchen table. The very next day, he showed up at my job with her! (I’m a waitress)
Me: “Colin, haven’t you hurt me enough already? Why are you here?”
Him: “Well, you can’t serve me at home anymore, so you’ll serve me here.”
His girl: “Hurry up and get me a menu, or you’re gonna lose more than just your house — you’ll lose this job too!”
I couldn’t afford to lose my job, so I had to serve them… it was a TOTAL DISASTER! They were purposely making a mess… He dropped his fork so I would kneel in front of him. At one point, his new girl even “accidentally” spilled her soup on me! They were laughing their heads off while I was crying under the bar counter.
But then, our chef saw me, wiped my tears, and told me he had this brilliant plan to get back at them. It was pretty simple but so genius! I immediately began to put it into action.
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