"friends" are great, are they not?
it's funny to me how sometimes people who might not otherwise spend a lot of time with you will call themselves your friend when you've got money, a car, spare time, and a generally kind spirit (meaning that you do things for them)... many hours can be spent with those people... getting coffee, drinking wine, having long chats, learning about eachother, building eachother up, encouraging eachother, calling eachother pretty when they're in the dumps, etc. you often even think, "oh, what a nice girl. i really enjoy spending time with her. i'm going to do this-or-that for her tomorrow."
and then, i also find it humorous that as soon as your car breaks down and you don't exactly have as much money as you did at your old job... these people won't talk to you anymore except a polite "hello" or to let you know they're too busy to talk. and they've recycled you for a "better" friend, meaning one with more money and a better car. and hotter friends. even if the new friend is demeaning and crass. it doesn't matter. she's getting what she wanted. rides, free stuff, and fun at no expense to her.
i think it's funny getting used over and over. i love it.
actually, this one girl in particular who likes to pull that stunt often (whether she realizes it or not) also had a habit of embarrassing me by being rude or alienating to my friends, but hell... i guess i'm a good friend or something, because i let it go. i just said "oh well, i guess she's just in a bad mood." and i stuck up for her when my friends were staring flabbergasted as she walked away and i went after her saying "i'm sorry, she's upset about something. i'll be right back."
the moral of the story is, DON'T BE THIS PERSON. NOBODY LIKES THIS PERSON IN THE END. i do have friends that care about me and want to hang out with me even when i don't have a car or money or drugs or hot friends. it's just hard to tell them apart sometimes because for some reason... awful, mean people are also very good actors in most cases. it takes losing some material possessions to see who likes you and who likes your stuff.
however, i do believe in karma and i do believe that something very, very bad will happen to the people who have used me and others like me. and i hope it does. and i hope someone tells me when it does. and although i'll appear to be disappointed and empathetic when i hear it, a little carnal part of me will be basking in the sunlight of victory and jumping for joy that there IS justice in the world... sometimes...
and then, i also find it humorous that as soon as your car breaks down and you don't exactly have as much money as you did at your old job... these people won't talk to you anymore except a polite "hello" or to let you know they're too busy to talk. and they've recycled you for a "better" friend, meaning one with more money and a better car. and hotter friends. even if the new friend is demeaning and crass. it doesn't matter. she's getting what she wanted. rides, free stuff, and fun at no expense to her.
i think it's funny getting used over and over. i love it.
actually, this one girl in particular who likes to pull that stunt often (whether she realizes it or not) also had a habit of embarrassing me by being rude or alienating to my friends, but hell... i guess i'm a good friend or something, because i let it go. i just said "oh well, i guess she's just in a bad mood." and i stuck up for her when my friends were staring flabbergasted as she walked away and i went after her saying "i'm sorry, she's upset about something. i'll be right back."
the moral of the story is, DON'T BE THIS PERSON. NOBODY LIKES THIS PERSON IN THE END. i do have friends that care about me and want to hang out with me even when i don't have a car or money or drugs or hot friends. it's just hard to tell them apart sometimes because for some reason... awful, mean people are also very good actors in most cases. it takes losing some material possessions to see who likes you and who likes your stuff.
however, i do believe in karma and i do believe that something very, very bad will happen to the people who have used me and others like me. and i hope it does. and i hope someone tells me when it does. and although i'll appear to be disappointed and empathetic when i hear it, a little carnal part of me will be basking in the sunlight of victory and jumping for joy that there IS justice in the world... sometimes...