Thrill over a planned weekend retreat morphed into annoyance as Sarah’s companions evaded their financial obligations for a $2,000 lodge reservation. Unbeknownst to them, she concocted a scheme to ensure their escapade wasn’t without repercussions.
Annually, our circle organizes a ladies’ retreat. Each year, someone different takes the helm, and this time, it was my turn! Thrilled, I discovered an ideal locale: a quaint lodge by a gleaming lake.
Our excitement was palpable when I shared the images.
The venue seemed like a page torn from a decor journal, featuring a snug lodge with a hearth, breathtaking lake vistas, and even a whirlpool.
The total expense was $2,000 for the three-day sojourn, amounting to a mere $250 per person for our eight-member troupe.
“I’ve taken the liberty of securing our lodge,” I informed my friends. “I’m glad to front the cost, but for simplicity, could everyone reimburse me prior to our departure? Is that agreeable?”
“Absolutely, Sarah!” Mary was the first to respond. “Appreciate your initiative.”
“Sure thing, no issue at all,” Ella concurred.
“That’s fine by me!” Brittany added.
Sequentially, each person at the table concurred.
“Sure, that sounds fine,” “No problem, I’ll manage,” they confirmed one after another. It appeared all were content to pay their part and committed to settling before our trip.
Seems straightforward, right?
Not quite.
As the trip neared, what was simple became exceedingly vexing.
First, it was Mary. “Hi Sarah,” she said cheerily, “I need to replace my car’s brakes, so my payment might be delayed. I’ll have it next week.”
Then, it was Brittany’s turn a week later. “Oh, my student loans are a burden this month. Could I delay payment till next paycheck?”
“I just need to wait for my next salary,” Melissa explained.
Weeks passed as I reminded them to settle their dues, but they produced myriad excuses.
Each excuse was unique and they appeared unified in their approach.
Then, total silence ensued. Nothing. No messages, no calls, from Ella, Dana, or even dependable Lisa.
By the week preceding our trip, I was down $2,000 and felt utterly exploited.
The very individuals I deemed “friends” had indirectly declined to reimburse me. Those I trusted the most seemed to have conspired against me.
What prompted this?
Had I erred? Or was this a test of my response to such a challenging scenario? I wasn’t sure, but it incensed me.
I realized a bold move was necessary, one that would clarify I was not to be trampled upon.
The evening before our trip, I took a deep breath and initiated my strategy.
I sent a group message, overflowing with counterfeit enthusiasm. “Can’t wait to see everyone at the lodge tomorrow! It’s going to be the ultimate retreat!”
Little did they know, I was brewing a cunning plan.
The next day, I arose early and dressed swiftly, rushing out to transform the lodge into a delightful sanctuary.
At the supermarket, I gleefully filled my cart with fresh produce, cheeses, and ample snacks.
I also selected the finest wines and beverages, ensuring my friends would be well-provisioned.
After shopping, I drove to the lodge, which looked even more stunning in daylight, the lake shimmering like countless gems.
