Labor Day weekend at the camp here means tenting out on the field. Every night they have a camp fire, and tonight, being the kickoff night the family was going to lead a campfire with songs and smores. We thought that the whole camp would come over like they do over there. So we get all set up Dad brings his guitar, and we all start singing songs. It was 7:35pm when we started singing. The campfire was supposed to start at 7:30pm. The only people who wound up singing was ourselves. No one came. To make matters worse, they went all the way around us trying to avoid us to go to the bathroom. There was this one lady while we were singing who decided to turn her back to us while Dad was waving her over and completely ignored us.
This is their camp, and on many terms they've let us know. And we know it all right. Passive aggressive behavior can be so hurtful and cruel to the person on the other end of the stick. On the bright side, I enjoyed a lovely evening by the fire singing with my family. :)
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