Siggy Flicker: If You Accept My Invitation, I Expect That You Want to Be There

When I invite you to a party at my home, I want you to come. If you accept my invitation, I expect that you want to be there. When I invited Melissa, it was not my intention to discuss Boca. I thought Boca would be left for an appropriate time when I would also address Melissa labeling me an ass kisser.  

Melissa walked into my home with a bigger chip on her shoulder than she had in Boca. Now not only was she insisting on an apology, but her fixation was intensified by discovering Teresa, Margaret, and me had already exchanged apologies. The “exchanged” part eluded her. How dare I leave her to “sloppy thirds!” This was Melissa’s attitude when she walked into my party.

After greeting her, I escorted Melissa to the display of bags to shop. She responded by saying she hadn’t heard from us since Boca. When I told her I was upset after Boca, Melissa went into a tirade about MY conduct (not a word about hers), and away we went. 

I listened to Melissa until she finished. I tried to respond, but five words into my reply, she rolled her eyes, stared at the ceiling and groaned, completely dismissing me. Short of putting her fingers in her ears and singing “lalalalala,” nothing could have been more clear. This woman was taking no responsibility and still didn’t grasp her contribution to the Boca disaster. What would I have to do to get through to her? 

I polled my friends—no acknowledgement from Melissa. I laid on the floor—no acknowledgement from Melissa. She still didn’t get it.  

Then came the explosive fight between Danielle and Dolores. Did you catch Melissa’s final thoughts? As Dolores’ friendship with Teresa lay in tatters and Danielle ran out of my home shaking and crying, Melissa says:

“Surprise, Surprise, I still didn’t get my apology.”

Stay tuned, because things are about to get heated.  

Siggy 

XO