I am listening
Me: are you?
yes
Me: no you aren’t. you are looking at me through the lens of that Argus. How old is it?
it’s vintage.
Me: no really? How old is it?
52
Me: yes that is old.
I told you
Me: what do you see?
where?
Me: when you look at me?
your boots
Me: my boots? Why are you looking down?
it’s what I do.
Me: I think you are lying.
I can’t lie. I don’t lie.
Me: ok fine, don’t get defensive. Do you really see my boots?
no
Me: I thought you said you did.
I was lying.
Me:that’s not fair.
that’s ok. It’s not meant to be fair.
Me: whatever
do you want to know what else I see?
Me: not really. How can I know that you are telling me the truth?
I don’t know, that’s not my problem.
Me: what do you mean? Not your problem? C’mon you just lied to me. How am I supposed to trust anything that you say now?
I am not asking you to trust me. That’s your problem. Do you want to know what I see?
Me:It’s not my problem. I don’t trust you. Why don’t you take a hike?
Sure I can do that. Just tell me you don’t want to you know what I see.
Me: I don’t want to know.
Are you sure?
Me: Yeah of course I am sure.
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lei fraser 