Any convo that starts out "promise me you won't get mad", is never going to end well. case in point last Friday-I've been house sitting for the past two weeks and Ry-guy an Dexie had planned to come over and spend the weekend with my sick ass. I ask Ry-guy to bring our laptop over so I can use that instead of the Nook I've been using for the past few weeks. Well after some discussion about Ry already being packed and ready to go, about to leave our house with Dexter and his overnight bag (yes, he has an overnight bag already packed. #judgeaway) I told him to forget the laptop. I was kinda peeved but got over it.
A few hours later we sit down to eat some din din and he starts out the convo with "promise me you won't get mad", after some questions I finally say "okay, I promise you I won't get mad", Ry-guy tells me the laptop is dunzo.
in so many other words he tells me yadda yadda yadda the laptop yadda dropped and the yadda yadda screen is cracked.
I FLIP SHIT! I almost went as crazy as Teresa from RYONJ when she flipps the table.