Thursday 21 September 2017

Louder

I nearly lost a friend this week.  A very old friend.  Through stubbornness.
We were watching The Celtic being hammered, four goals down at half time.  He likes a debate/argument does my friend and I was happy to oblige, until he hit a nerve.  And I got angry.  And raised my voice. I almost never raise my voice, unless I am singing, and I certainly wasn't singing!  I had to leave the bar and cool down in the back alley. (I had only had two drinks at this stage.)  After about ten minutes I decided to go back inside and watch the second half of the game but as soon as I got to my barstool I just took my coat and left. I was still angry.
Eight days later and still no contact.  It was eating me up,  why hadn't he called to apologise?  Then it hit me, maybe he didn't think he had to. So I bit the bullet, sent him a message saying I was sorry to have raised my voice to him. He replied saying he never meant to 'touch a nerve '.
I'm glad I didn't let a 35 year relationship go down the pan.