I burned myself with oil. I've never done so before (though I'm no stranger to accidentally burning myself) and I've done everything I can do to stop the burn from getting worse, except bandage it. Air on a bad burn is not very pleasant, to say the least. I asked my sister if she would run to CVS and get some gauze for me, since she had my bro's car for the weekend, telling her I'd pay and all that and she agreed. Five minutes later, her boyfriend comes out and says he's going to ride up to CVS, on his bike, because she isn't feeling good.
Now, this might be selfish, but with how much this burn hurts, I can't say I care if she isn't feeling well. Unless she is vomiting up her guts, I think that is a worthless excuse.
Especially since her not feeling well is her being depressed. This is because her boyfriend's dad discovered that he has a tumor, and she's worried he might have cancer because he smokes a lot. Except, my sister has never met her boyfriend's dad. And oh, you know, the whole part where she sent her boyfriend to do the errand instead, cuz you know, he isn't at all affected by his dad possibly being very ill (that is what majorly pisses me off, ugh).