Complicated story, but I will make it easy.
My dad had surgery on Friday. He lives 2.5 hours away and the hospital was another .5 hours from that. I wasn't able to make it out there on Friday as I had to work Friday night. So I told the wife we would drive out on Saturday, spend the night at Dad's home and see him on Saturday and Sunday.
Just as my plans were solidified, my sister told me that her foodstamps still hadn't come- some government snafu. My sister is a total invalid from her illness and her husband cares for her. They are on public aid and no foodstamps pretty much means no food. (Don't sidetrack the thread to discuss this, it is not the subject.) I told the wife we would go to the store and buy groceries for my sister on our way out of town. So we did that.
Arriving at my sister's apartment building, we hop out of the car. Jehovah's Witnesses are working the street. My wife sees 4 "sisters" and instead of grabbing any grocery bags, she beelines it right over to the ladies. I am certain that we never met these ladies. I grab all the food bags and walk over to the courtyard of my sister's building. I stand and wait for my wife, figuring she will be over in a minute or two. I mean afterall, she knows we have to deliver the food and embark on our 3 hour drive. She doesn't come over, but continues talking to the JW ladies. I gave up and went on to the apartment.
My sister lives in the low rent district. The building's entrance buzzer doesn't work. I could call on the phone to let my brother-in-law (BIL) know I am here, or I could knock on the window. (She's on the first floor because of the wheelchair.) I call and BIL comes out to grab some bags. We go inside. About 10 minutes pass before the wife finally calls my cell phone. I open the apartment door and I can see her through the glass hallway entrance door. I step out and open the door. She says "They are looking for their friend." I am a bit confused, but figure she means the JW ladies are looking for someone around here and my wife was trying to help. (I have no idea how she could help, as she doesn't know people in the area.) Anyway, I start to close the door on her again and I said "Let me know when you are actually ready to come in."
She says "I am ready now." She puts her hand in the door and still stands there holding the door open. I have stepped back into the apartment. Next, two of the JW ladies come in the door and go up the stairs toward the rest of the apartments. My wife walks in after them and comes into my sister's apartment. So I say it right away- "You just used me to allow the Witnesses in the building to knock on all the doors." She says, "No, they are trying to locate their friend and the buzzer doesn't work." I ask, "Is their friend in this part of the building?" She kind of ducks the question with a half-hearted "I am not sure." Well, my BIL heard our discourse so he goes up the stairs and tells them to leave the building. They don't argue one bit but leave.
Okay, so I said something right away to let her know I wasn't pleased being used. I have to spend the entire weekend in close quarters with my wife, so I decide to not mention this again. I voiced my displeasure. What I wanted to say was, "Suppose your co-workers used you to bring someone at work to a surprise birthday party? How would that make you feel as a JW that thinks birthday cake is from the devil? What if your loving husband did that, knowing how you feel? Because that's what you did to me."
Oh, Dad is okay. He went home on Monday, but will be recovering for a couple of months.