Have a terrible evening.
Have a terrible evening.
Just replying so you can get your little dopamine hit from getting the last word, since you need it so much. Please, dismiss me a third time! I promise you’ll really hurt my feelings THIS TIME.
No, really. You've committed to spending your Saturday evening yelling at people on social media. It seems like you really want to have a terrible evening. So I wished you as much. No animosity is behind this, and I'll probably forget your existence by the time dinner is finished.
AGAIN!! AGAIN!!