Dear Info,

We have an extra appointment tomorrow that I made when I was in a tizzy earlier this week.

I wish I’d canceled. I don’t want to come. It’s not that I still don’t need help with that issue, it’s the whole No. 3 forwarding an email to you thing. You were doing well with patching that up last time until you decided to say I must have told you about the email back last December. You say you don’t remember the email. Fine. You say you don’t remember mentioning it to me in passing in December. Fine. But you can’t say those things and then say I must have been the one who told you about it in December. Uh uh. Won’t work. Not logical. I realize you are not logical, but I am, or try to be.

And it’s a rising barrier between us.

ATAT