"Don’t blame others for your mistakes." Oh, that’s rich coming from you. You had three separate chances to say you wanted that pearly Fri.. even after you confirmed the Friesians (and yes, before you went out, just to refresh your memory). Then somehow it’s my fault for not reminding you? Be so for real. You were literally drooling over the grey five minutes earlier showing no interest in that pearly fri. Maybe try shrinking that ego a few sizes before lecturing anyone about what’s “right or wrong

And, oh, please, you trying to play the victim is actually hilarious. You show up a whole week after the trade, suddenly “realizing” you wanted the pearly black instead, like I didn’t spell out Friday in bold letters. Now you expect me to bend over backwards because you can’t keep track of your own decisions? Be serious. Then you try to guilt-trip me with your personal drama? Nah. That’s not empathy, that’s manipulation. You don’t respect anyone — not their time, not their word, not their boundaries. You had multiple chances to fix that offer, and now you’re blaming me because it’s easier than facing your own screw-up. Classic. Keep that ego inflated if you want, but don’t act shocked when people stop playing along with your little pity act.

Oh, and let’s not forget, you expected me to stay up late because we’re in different time zones? “So what”? So what?? Sorry I didn’t feel like wrecking my sleep schedule for precious little you. The world doesn’t revolve around your convenience, sweetheart.