Most of us have borrowed something from a friend and forgot to return it or gave back a substitution. My story is a bit different from the one in "The Necklace" by Guy de Maupassant. I lived in Greenville, NC for about 6 years. I had 2 roomates that lived with me last year. Both of my roomates were really good friends of mine. I probably sound like a broken record because I tell this story a great deal of times, but it does imply with the same theory as "The Necklace." My roomates and I would go play tennis which we considered a friendly game of competition. I will just call them "J" and C" for privacy matters.
J and C went to play tennis one day when I had to work. It must have been a "hardcore" match between the two because when I came back C handed me my tennis racket that he had borrowed back in shambles. The strings were broke and the top right corner was bent. His reply to me when I asked him what happened was that he ran into the fence trying to get to the ball. He was a clumsy person so I laughed when I pictured it. I was not too happy about not being able to play anymore because I did not have a racket now. C told me that he would repay me with a new racket. To make a long story short he came in one day with a $20 Walmart tennis racket when mine was about $50 and said, "Here you go man." I was not too happy and to this day I can look back on it and laugh but it still gets to me a bit.
In "The Necklace," Mathilde did the opposite of what my roomate had done and lost a great deal of her life trying to repay Jeanne Forrestier with her diamond necklace to find it was fake. I do not wish this to happen to C but it would have been nice for him to at least ask me what my "necklace" was valued at before he brought me back a piece of junk.
Do any of you all have a similar story????
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