A terrible gift

I had a very ordinary birthday. Nothing special. My favorite girlfriends came to visit me, laughing endlessly and ready to have fun, to dance and drink wine. On that day, I had a very good mood just right, - the Day of the Virgin. I, too, was not averse to having fun, drinking and having a good time ... But everything was disgustingly spoiled by one of my relatives who came a little later than his girlfriends. He came not alone, but with his civil wife.

They long undressed in the corridor, went into the hall, smiled broadly. The relative's wife read me a beautiful congratulatory speech, then with joyful words she handed me ... not too new with tips, slightly yellowed and sometimes well-scratched album for photos. I almost opened my mouth in amazement. What is this I love? !!! Old and shabby ?! How much I live in the white world - never in my life have I been given something before me and not quite new. I can not even put into words what emotions inside me were raging !!! Hold me seven so I do not throw this album at the givers !!!

I politely thanked for the gift and laid this filth, this hateful symbiosis of cardboard, fabric and polyethylene away from my eyes. She invited the newly arrived guests to sit down at the table. All would be nothing, drink, have fun, but ... the mood was irretrievably spoiled ... What fun is there? I was filled with a feeling of anger and anger mixed with hatred. I wanted to return them this album with the words: "Use your scruffy album !!! Take your junk! ". But of course I did not do it because of my upbringing.

Three days I was tormented by the thought of this terrible gift. Against the background of emotions, I even remember the pressure. I discussed, of course, with my friends. I always do that. They advised me not to take offense and simply simply throw this event out of my head. Do not get yourself killed over an album. And it's not worth throwing out - everything will come in handy on the farm. In the end, I did so. This album is still lying in my nightstand never used. But over time, he stopped causing me negative emotions. Just an album for photos and just ... This gift in my time made me understand what kind of attitude people have with me who gave me this thing. I made the appropriate conclusions and began to communicate less and less with them. And then completely stopped. So, it would seem, the usual thing can fatally affect the relationship between people ...