I received the 3rd warning yesterday. I was hung out to dry and be humiliated.
Well on the outside it’s because I talk. Too much. It’s the Newfie in me I just can’t shut up and get rid of. On the inside it was another particular individual who I suppose isn’t happy with their own life, so they tattle tale on others. Shame really. We live in such a luxury land that I suppose we get bored with the toys we have. Either way I’m working on forgiving because it’s what I do best.
Push me to the ground and I get back up. Spit in my face, I wash and continue on.