Even though Chris has a solid, water-tight reason to ask me to fetch him things, it annoys me sometimes. Pause for a minute and summon some sympathy for him. He has a very serious, debilitating illness. He really can't go get his own glass of water, plug in his iPad, grab his crutch that fell, ... and his wife gives him attitude about it. In fairness to me, though, you should know that because he knows I can't refuse him, sometimes he snaps his fingers at me or adds "Right now!" to end of his request (with a snarky smile). Then I'm forced to say, "Hey Chris. Look at this," and I hop up and down on my right foot because when love is not patient, sometimes love is not kind.
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