He told her I was busy or sleeping or just plain gone. He was a lifesaver.
My sister, on the other hand, tried to sabotage me any chance she got.
Lynetta’s like that. She’s four years older than me, and buddy, I’ve learned from watching her how not to run your life.
She’s got ANTAGONIZE written all over her. Just look at her – not cross-eyed or with your tongue sticking out or anything –
just look at her and you’ve started an argument. I used to knock-down-drag-out with her, but it’s just not worth it.
Girls don’t fight fair. They pull your hair and gouge you and pinch you;
then they run off gasping to mommy when you try and defend yourself with a fist.
Then you get locked into time-out, and for what? No, my friend, the secret is, don’t snap at the bait.
Let it dangle. Swim around it. Laugh it off. After a while they’ll give up and try to lure someone else.
At least that’s the way it is with Lynetta. And the bonus of having her as a pain-in-the-rear sister was figuring out that this method works on everyone.
Teachers, jerks at school, even Mom and Dad. Seriously.
There’s no winning arguments with your parents, so why get all pumped up over them?
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