Get to the point. I’m not quite understanding. Every time,your telling the same story, with different variations, over and over again.

You’re making it more complicated and I know your exaggerating. .So ,you got a flat tire? Not the end of the world.Did you call AAA? Omg, you broke and cracked your newly painted fingernail. I’m sure, it wasn’t, trying to change the flat.. Oh my God, you dropped your cell, Now it’s cracked.So those selfies you take for instagram will have to wait. Oh,dear, you got mud on your $300 sneakers. Stop, being so dramatic. Big deal!They are only sneakers.You know you’re a drama queen. Sometimes , I can’t make heads or tails of what you’re saying . Your exaggerating, mumbling, talking fast, all I hear is gibberish. Get in my car.I’ll drive you home. OK ,says Mary, I’ll make my “daddy” take care of the car. I desperately need to go to the manicurist to fix my fingernail. I wouldn’t be caught dead with this broken nail..You know Mary, don’t get insulted, but you’re very self scented. Get off your high horse, you’ve been spoiled all your life.Time to depend on yourself, be self-sufficient. You project yourself as a hopeless little girl. Your 30 years old. Get with the program.