Liar

We finally arrived in front of the house and Fabian came to open the door for us. So far, I don't feel very good about this man treating me like I'm his boss or a high-ranking person. It bothers me so much that I end up walking out the other side of where it opened.

I think, in my humble opinion, that this man does not have to open the door for us because we can use our arms. Of course, my reaction surprises him but curiously he smiles enigmatically and stands right in front of the door while Michaël also leaves a little confused by my attitude.

I know he must be wondering why such a reaction, but I'm not one to have staff working for me and I don't think I'll ever be used to that treatment. For me, there are tasks that every human being must accomplish alone. I can understand that Michaël grew up in this environment but I did not, so I will do as usual.

We went out and instead of heading home, he quickly ran up to me asking if I had a problem but I just shook my head to tell h