Dream trip not yours to keep, so wake up!

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Dear Amy: I have a moral dilemma and am re­quest­ing your im­par­tial ad­vice.

My long­time friend got tick­ets to a ma­jor event. Her hus­band de­clined to at­tend with her, she asked me to go in his place and I did.

At the event, we won a dream trip to a for­eign coun­try as part of a raf­fle give­away.

I know she would pre­fer to go on the trip with her hus­band, so I am truly con­flicted and need to make a de­ci­sion very soon.

There is no op­tion to buy tick­ets for our hus­bands, and only “the guest” — me — and not the pri­mary tick­etholder can trans­fer the spot on the trip.

Should I give up my spot and give it to her hus­band, or should I go on the trip my­self? I feel that if I go, she will re­sent me, and her friend­ship is dear to me. I also feel that if I give up this chance of a life­time I will for­ever kick my­self.

Thank you for any guid­ance you can of­fer.

Be­twixt and Be­tween

Dear Be­twixt: You have al­ready ben­e­fited from these tick­ets by at­tend­ing this “ma­jor event” as “the guest” (in your words) of the tick­etholder.

The per­son who pur­chased these tick­ets and who in­vited you as a guest has the right to re­tain the prize.

You would have had more stand­ing to claim half of the win­nings if you had pur­chased your ticket from your friend. The tick­ets she pur­chased won the prize, and so you should let her in­vite whomever she chooses to go on this dream trip.

If you of­fer to give up the spot she may in­sist that you come with her, but it’s hard to imag­ine you would en­joy this trip when you know the price you pay may be your friend­ship.

Dear Amy: Years ago, my boss and I were hav­ing lunch to­gether.

Our pri­vate, busi­ness-re­lated con­ver­sa­tion was be­ing in­ter­rupted by his brand-new sta­tus sym­bol — a cell­phone.

One ta­ble away, a young woman and her boyfriend were seated. They were try­ing to make plans for their wed­ding but they kept get­ting in­ter­rupted be­cause he was re­peat­edly an­swer­ing his cell­phone.

Af­ter the fourth or fifth call, she — in a dig­ni­fied man­ner — dumped her full wa­ter glass into his lap, got up and left the res­tau­rant.

My boss qui­etly moved my wa­ter glass to his side of the ta­ble and took no more calls.

Cell Fa­tigued

Dear Cell: Gives new mean­ing to, “The drink’s on me.” Send ques­tions to Amy Dick­in­son by e-mail to askamy@tribune.com or by mail to Ask Amy, Chicago Tribune, TT500, 435 N. Michi­gan Ave., Chicago, IL 60611.

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