I Hate Being Told…
I went for an evening walk in Point Pleasant Park in Halifax, NS the other day and halfway into the park my friend squealed “AHHH a coyote!”. Not seeing anything with my own eyes, and knowing she has a slight fear of dogs to begin with, I made a point to tease her all weekend about her alleged “coyote sighting”- involving everyone I could, of course!
The following week we returned to the park. Still taunting her about her coyote sighting, I assured her that because it was daylight, the “coyotes” would not be present. At one point in the walk we had to stop for a bathroom break. While she was in the bathroom, I decided to read some signs posted nearby and what did I see:
I hate being told.
