My aunt and uncle came over for my birthday in November and Uncle John suggested we go down town to Lafayette to play some pool. They were the coolest relatives ever!
We went to the funkiest place in all of Lafayette, a biker bar.
When we walked in, there was a man sitting at the bar with a tie, I was in a great mood so I walked up to him and told him that the bar had a rule about not wearing ties and they would cut off his tie if he didn’t take it off.
I laughed, as did my aunt and uncle, but Michael went over to a corner and began playing a pin ball machine. When we got the pool balls racked upo I went over and asked if he was going to play with us and his answer was “No, you don’t need me!”
I just shrugged if off and after we got home he grabbed a pillow off the bed and said “I guess I’m sleeping on the coach!”
I said as calmly as I could muster, “That’s your choice.”
The next morning he began by yelling at me about how friendly I am to strangers and how he felt rejected.
He became so intense and couldn’t listen to reason. I sat down at the kitchen table, looked up at him and said, “You know your friend Gary, the one who’s 6’6″? Why don’t you go to his house and yell at him the why you’re yelling at me. What do you think he’d do?”