Do you ever feel like you’ve “outgrown” a friendship? I know “friends are forever” and all of that stuff, but really?
I met one of my friends ago 15 years ago when I started a new job. We were running buddies for along time - going out to hit the bars on the weekend and learning each others secrets. I watched her flounder in a 10 year relationship with a guy who treated her like shit and I’ve watched as she continues to pick men who treat her like shit. And I’ve listened for 15 years as she asks me for relationship advice and then doesn’t take it.
Don’t call me in the middle of the night saying that your latest man hit you and that it’s over and then the very next time we talk, you’re talking about him like that conversation didn’t even happen. Makes me glad I didn’t fly back home to wreck him because it would have been a wasted trip.
She’s a very volatile person. If everything is going her way then she’s very fun to be around. If something is wrong then it makes the entire time with her miserable. I’ve told her that I go out of my way to try and make sure that she’s happy when I’m around because of her moodiness and she’s admitted that she is that way.
Many, many, many moons ago...this friend and I had a one-night stand. And, this friend was part of a threesome. I realized a little too late that these things (especially the threesome) were very bad ideas. These incidents occurred about a decade ago.
The other night, after midnight, my husband’s phone rings. He’s passed smooth out and groggily wakes up trying to answer his phone. I look at the number and recognize the area code. Husband isn’t able to answer the phone before it stops ringing. Then my phone starts to ring and I see that it is my friend calling. I think something must be wrong for her to call Husband’s phone and mine at this hour.
The emergency? Friend was on a date and wanted to impress him with her sexual exploits. He didn’t believe her so she was calling me to confirm her story. WTF? Who does this? Geez, just remembering it is making my eye twitch.
I met one of my friends ago 15 years ago when I started a new job. We were running buddies for along time - going out to hit the bars on the weekend and learning each others secrets. I watched her flounder in a 10 year relationship with a guy who treated her like shit and I’ve watched as she continues to pick men who treat her like shit. And I’ve listened for 15 years as she asks me for relationship advice and then doesn’t take it.
Don’t call me in the middle of the night saying that your latest man hit you and that it’s over and then the very next time we talk, you’re talking about him like that conversation didn’t even happen. Makes me glad I didn’t fly back home to wreck him because it would have been a wasted trip.
She’s a very volatile person. If everything is going her way then she’s very fun to be around. If something is wrong then it makes the entire time with her miserable. I’ve told her that I go out of my way to try and make sure that she’s happy when I’m around because of her moodiness and she’s admitted that she is that way.
Many, many, many moons ago...this friend and I had a one-night stand. And, this friend was part of a threesome. I realized a little too late that these things (especially the threesome) were very bad ideas. These incidents occurred about a decade ago.
The other night, after midnight, my husband’s phone rings. He’s passed smooth out and groggily wakes up trying to answer his phone. I look at the number and recognize the area code. Husband isn’t able to answer the phone before it stops ringing. Then my phone starts to ring and I see that it is my friend calling. I think something must be wrong for her to call Husband’s phone and mine at this hour.
The emergency? Friend was on a date and wanted to impress him with her sexual exploits. He didn’t believe her so she was calling me to confirm her story. WTF? Who does this? Geez, just remembering it is making my eye twitch.
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Oh.
My.
GAWDS.
Where the fuck do we find these people?!
If you need to impress your date with past sexual exploits, you are dating the wrong damn kind of people!
Ugh. I gotta go with Surreal on this one. Where the hell do we find these people and why do the better people always live so far away? ;)
@Surreal - I guess we're just all lucky like this, huh?
@Dayle - Exactly!
@Charlotte - I think we all need to pick a state to move to as a group. Start our own commune.
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