What Have You Done For Me?


Ah, you recall those heady days during the golden period when nothing was too much trouble for me? Breakfast would be brought to you in bed. I would take your dog for a walk without being asked. I would leave those little love notes hidden around the house for you to find after your trip away. I would walk into the countryside and pick flowers for you to hand over to you with my dimpled smile. Something upset you? I would listen on the telephone or drive across to listen as you cried and emptied your heart. I was on hand, on time and on your side.

After a few months, longer if you are really lucky, my helpfulness and ever present assistance has eroded. If you ask me to do something you will be met with a sigh and a roll of the eyes and I may just do it. More likely I vanish when chores are required. I never answer the phone when you desperately need to speak to me to discuss your bad day at work. I flat refuse to do the things that I always did for you and indeed I will even deny that I ever did them. To reinforce this stark withdrawal of my services I will then always query what have you done for me? I will trot out the list of things that I have done for you (adding some fabricated ones in for good measure – go on, try and suggest I am making them up and see what happens next). Isn’t it curious how I have a foggy memory about agreeing to pain the fence yet I can recall with amazing recall the date, manner and duration of each and everything that I have done for you. I only ever did it so I could hook you and then throw it back in your face. Of course, as with everything I do, you frantically try to fathom out what has happened and to steer us back to my useful and helpful period. Thus the dance goes on.

6 thoughts on “What Have You Done For Me?

  1. Bibi says:

    LOL look at this fatty. Try lifting a kettlebell, fatty. LOL. I like to bully a picture.

  2. empath007 says:

    I assume a pleasant narc is almost more dangerous then a mean one? Just a sign horrible things are to come?

    1. HG Tudor says:

      Indeed and of course the pleasantry is not genuine, it is just a form of manipulation.

  3. Veronique Jones says:

    I hear this all the time

  4. Pamela Dianne says:

    https://youtu.be/hi5QWNA85Tg You should get into heavy metal.

  5. Pamela Dianne says:

    Freudian slip – you meant “Paint the fence” but said “Pain”.

    Pain at the fence that separates you from whatt you want to gain by ill gains.

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