Four and a half hours ago, I told them that I had three hours to waste. What do they do with it? Nothing.Now, they want me to go out with them, and I don’t have a choice in the matter. I have to duck out on everything I planned for this time, simply because they decided:“Oh, three hours? Let’s stay here.”“Oh, you have plans? Let’s force you to go out.”This isn’t even the first time they’ve done it, either. It’s the third time in this month alone.