Needy friend story continues.....(Like a bloomin' soap opera this!)
After I closed down on here last night, I went and had a shower and went to bed, I'd just got my book out and put my ipod on, when the phone rings again. My bedroom phone doesn't have caller ID like the one in the hall, and it might have been my hubby, so I answered. It was Maggie - the conversation went like this:
"Oh thank god, at LAST - I was beginning to think you'd left the planet -
(Me) "Maggie, I-"
"I'm in the city centre, I'll be with you in twenty minutes, you'll-
(me again) Maggie, look love, I'm sorry, but-"
"..never guess what that rotten ba**ard has done, only gone and run off with £30,000 of my money and-
(me again) "MAGGIE WILL YOU JUST SHUT UP FOR A SECOND"
"I'll leave right now - what, what's the matter"
(Me) No Maggie, not tonight, I'm sorry, not this time. I can't cope with stress at the moment, I've only just got out of hospital."
Silence from her end for a few seconds then she said,
"But how am I going to get my money back?"
That hurt me. Not oh god how are you, or why were you in hospital, or what's wrong - but how am I going to get my money back.
So I said rather pointedly, well what did you do after 'John' did that to you, or 'David' or 'Marcus'
I could have mentioned a couple more if i'd have remembered their names - all she retorted was
"David left me with debts, he didn't take my money"
(Me)"Which you ended up paying which is the same difference in my book, but whatever Maggie, I just can't deal with this at the moment"
"But I only want to talk"
(me) "But you don't Maggie, you want to cry and scream and rant and tell me how every man you meet is a 'bas**rd and how you won't be caught out again, and you haven't even asked me what I was in hospital for"
She said she presumed it was something to do with my accident. Thinking about it, after my accident, I was in hospital for two years, apart from 9 weeks. Not all together 9 weeks, spread about I was allowed home between some operations (19 altogether) she came to see me 3 times in all that time. She lived less than an hour away from the one hospital, and 90 minutes from the other.
Anyway the upshot was, she said
"So you don't want me there', and I said, 'not this time Maggie', and she just put the phone down on me. I feel relief - just like a weight has been lifted from me. She phoned back an hour later, drunk and crying but I put the phone down on her and switched it to the ansaphone.