Okay...I wasn't going to tell this story. But here goes:
I was at a barbecue, and as sometimes happens, we ran out of beer, etc. So, the guys decide to go to the store. Everyone is placing their orders, etc. and I decided it was a good time to ask for a pack of cigs. Well, the boyfriend/fiancee/whatever decided to give me a hard time. As all our friends grew quiet, it became more humiliating for me, when a friend quietly called my boyfriend over (we'll just call the friend "Bo" since that is what's he's called)
and very quietly gave my boyfriend a fifty and said, "Here. Now you buy Miss Karen a carton of whatever is she likes to smoke."
Now I know I shouldn't smoke. But I do. And it wasn't about the cigarettes, it was at first, but BECAME more about power plays and humiliation--and my friend, generously, and with discretion put an end to that game immediately. It actually made me cry. And for the icing on the cake, "Bo" told me after the boyfriend went to the store--
"If you are going to cry over a carton of cigarettes, then someone needs to let you know that you are loved..." and hugged me too.
Wasn't that sweet?
sigh...love ya "Bo".