You cant blame them

Then maybe you can
A nice guy pushed to his limits
Can become a bad guy
Or he can keep his inner soliloquy
To himself


Let us say an aquaintance
asks you to come to his house
 to remove a large piano.

He has it in his mind
 that getting the piano is payment enough for your services.

You dont want it.

Then he remembers his friend wants it
 but cant take it until he can
make space for it by consuming
his liquor collection.

You agree to hold the piano at your house for a year until the collection of whiskey is consumed.
You just barely finish agreeing to do it, when the person giving away the piano
 says he will only be helping
to get the piano out of his house
after that me and the guy that wants it
are on our own.

On our own.  How did I get mixed up in this?

Just trying to be nice?
i get home and just start
To get road rage.

It is easy enough to
Give the middle finger to
some car full of college kids
Who run a stop sign at fifty miles an hour when it was your turn to go

 then fear for your life
as they slam on their brakes
and from a cloud of burnt rubber,
A dirty shot glass is hurled toward you,
Shattering onto the pavement a safe distance from your windshield
 before they speed off again in a cloud of tire tread.
You put your concealed carry back under your armpit
 not in the mood to escalate the confrontation.

No,
 the guy that wont leave his house
Who is asking you to get rid of his piano

I mean if it was a healthy relationship,
we would imbibe of the collection,
move the piano together after taking the  mummified body of a dead cat that had somehow gotten trapped inside..

I would have gladly brought my trailer if he had not said that he would not be leaving his house.

No, when his call arrives the next morning,
I do not lecture him that he is a ducking prick

I just say i cant store the piano until his friend can use up his liquor collection,
Iuggest if he can keep his piano until his friend is ready for it, then I will help.

That doesn't set well with him
he leaves his call on
i can hear him cursing.
I hang up.

In a little while the friend calls
Begging me to go thru with it
Or so I imagine, as i dont pick up.

It was all a trap.
People ask something of you.
 You lose your temper at being used,
Then say something hurtful.
They pout, then you apologize,
Then do the favor anyways

When it is all done with
You lick your wounds
 get some rest.

Or in this case
you decline to do it,
Remain cordial while suggesting
that you can  do plan B
Which puts the burden back on them