"So," she whined, "my boyfriend… well actually … now that I think about it, several other people, too …have been complaining about me!"
"They accuse me of being high maintenance!"
"Now what could they possibly mean by that?"
"Seriously, I have no idea what they are talking about!"
"Just because I know what I want…okay… always … and yeah, I do get upset if I don't get my way … I mean I am usually right…"
What do ya say?
Know this lady?
It's not you, right?