Every Wednesday I take my bow and my arrows for some practice at the local archery club. I always love Wednesday. But recently (Archery starts at 19:30) we couldn't manage to make it in time anymore, or we would have to have dinner on different times: me and my mother 18:30, my father and brother 19:00.
And so we did.
I am just glad that I didn't have to sacrifice achery.
It is just weird that these kind of things happen so often.
I believe society has a chronic communication problem.
What to do about it?
I wish I knew.
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