My ex and I have very open lines of communication. We often phone one another just to discuss something that happened in our daughter’s day or share funny anecdotes. We share information, and call one another for help. He calls me with work related questions (we work in the same industry), and I call him for directions when I’m in Toronto.
People who know us both, often say “please say hello” because they know we are friends.
This blog is to prove that no matter how good your communication is, sometimes signals get mixed.
I got a text from Keith today. It said “What type of fish did Rebecca have in the past?”
I responded. “She has had tilapia, salmon and sole, I think.”
Then I got this text: “I’m at the pet store”
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