Let it hereafter be known, that whatever my many faults, I do not expecting things without asking for them.
So if I wanted someone to help me with my chores and didn’t ask, that’s my fault. I don’t expect gifts I like if I don’t tell people what I’m interested in. And should the time ever come when I get a lover and am unsatisfied – I’ll freaking say so. Because it ISN’T “more special” if someone “just knew.” It’s ‘more unlikely to happen.” No one is a mind reader, and I hate it when people expect me to be.
The one exception being if I’m really mad and think you know why I’m mad at you, you usually don’t, but that generally gets worked out in spirited conversation.
As this is most frequently a problem with fellow ladies, I take you to task with this word of warning:
Knock this shit off.
Enjoy your day, interweb peeps!