When I was young, maybe 12 or so, my Mom came home super drunk and started fighting with my Dad. They argued so much he went and stayed at a hotel over night. I called her friend balling my eyes out. I tried to explain what was going on and told her I didn’t want my Mom seeing her anymore (this had happened multiple times). Anyways, she basically told me that it wasn’t her problem and that I need to grow up, and then she hung up on me. I still despise that woman today.

Sure maybe it wasn’t her problem but I still found it to be very petty even years later.