When you think someone is your friend, then they complain about you behind your back. There is a lady I know well that works at a gas station. Anyway, DH went there this morning like he always does and she told him I was getting on her nerves. He didn't go into detail but she said I complain too much, probably because all week I was saying my feet hurt from my new job. Then she said I talk about Popsie too much.
That really PEED me off because she asks how he's doing all the time. If you don't want to hear about my cat then don't ask about him. DUH I'm just upset because now I feel like the friendship is tainted, if that makes any sense.