MY best mate is having a crazy affair with her boss.
I was OK when it first started last September. I didn’t mind them turning up drunk and nabbing my bed for a few hours. I thought it was a laugh. I was single and living a pretty crazy life of my own.
But that was then and this is now.
Five months on and I’m sick of them simply assuming that I’ll let her in at any hour of the day or night.
“I’m sick of them simply assuming that I’ll let her in at any hour of the day or night”
My new boyfriend doesn’t like their nerve. He thinks he’s a creep and she’s an old tart. I’m stuck in the middle quietly fuming.
The thing is that I’ve politely asked my mate half a dozen times to make other arrangements.
I’ve
tried to explain to her that this thing has run its course but then she
turns up again slurring: “Sorry! Us again! Last time, promise” and
she’s through the door before I can scream: “Pay for a room”.
Look,
I’m no angel. I’ve done my fair share of stupid things over the years.
I’ve had sex in disabled toilets, I once gave oral sex to two strangers
at a party and I’ve even paid for passion with another woman just to try
it.
I know I’m in no position to judge how other people run their
lives, but my home is my sanctuary and I just need this madness to
stop.
I’m sick of clearing up their mess two or three times a
week, especially as they’ve never really said thank you or even given me
so much as a bottle of wine for my trouble.
JANE SAYS:
Clearly, the polite conversations with your loved-up mate aren’t getting through.
She’s so obsessed with her lover that she isn’t thinking straight and doesn’t care about your feelings.
I
suspect that the pattern goes something like this: she and her guy
flirt at work all day and then hit the pub. After five too many shandies
they decide that they’re horny and need a place to crash
