Ever have this conversation? Details have been changed. The fear and frustration remains.
Me: Your chair! It's smoldering!
Someone I Care About: No it isn't.
Me: I see flames! Don't you see them? Can't you smell it? Get up! Quick!
Someone I Care About: It's nothing.
Someone I Care About: It's nothing.
Me: Nothing!? Your chair is on fire! Get up!
Someone I Care About: It'll go out by itself.
Me: Are you nuts? You'll get burned! You'll asphyxiate! Get up!
Someone I Care About: Now you're calling me nuts? Thanks a lot! Some friend you are!
When did my life turn into a crash between a bad soap opera and a Monty Python skit?
