“If you want to come, one of the curtain rod brackets has come away from the wall in my living room. Do you have a screwdriver or something? Can you re-attach it for me?” I inquire.
“Yeah, sure, but if it’s been pulled out I might need to putty over the old hole and wait for it to dry first. Are you heading off right now?”
“I’m ready to go, yeah. I didn’t mean to interrupt your workout. How about I go on ahead and get this call to Thomas out of the way, then you can show me how to fix it when you get there. Is that okay?” I don’t mind Chris being around when I call Thomas, but it still feels a little rude to have a conversation on the phone when he’s sitting beside me. It’s just poor etiquette.
“Okay, yeah, that works out great with me,” he responds.
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