I'd Sooner Watch That Faux Comedy, "Friends"

Grrr! I’m sick of having crap friends! I do have good friends but I’m speaking here of the crap ones, past and present. The liars, the egomaniacs, the selfish, the deceptive … the genuine crazies, and these people are all genuinely crazy in one way or another. Then there’s the crap associate friends. You know the ones – they’re most often the partner of either a crap or non-crap friend, and they are fucking annoying.

Grrr! The dickhead who assures you that you can temporarily store your furniture and full packing boxes at his parents’ house but who then, at the eleventh hour, realises you cannot, thus costing you a few hundred dollars in storage fees you could have otherwise re-arranged things to have avoided paying, but who gets seriously mad at you because you didn’t collect his broken umbrella that you accidentally left at a mutual acquaintance’s house for a couple of days, even though he had told you that he would collect it himself!

Or, the immature ’knuckle who won’t let any male smoke a joint with his girlfriend if he’s not there, in the highly improbable case that they shall end up having sex together!

Or … well, I could go on, but I trust that you get the idea.

Oh, I’m such a soft-hearted fool at times! Okay, that sounds melodramatic but it is true that I’ve been taken advantage of by supposed friends, which has upset me, of course, but I would rather be the kind of fool I am than the cold and callous kind like these folks. These people think that a stony demeanour casts the sure line to success, but they are wrong; there are plenty of people who’ve achieved contentment (which is generally what one is ultimately looking for in success) while being nice, empathetic human beings, and I don’t believe that the assholes ever truly achieve this goal.

I’ve been forced to discard a number of relationships over the years because of the comparatively severe manufacturing flaws, as I here loosely phrase them, in those certain people. If this sounds like I myself am being a bit cold, well, I guess I am, but only because sometimes one has to look upon and react to a life situation with an element of objectivity – I have learned that this is true, for, unfortunately, without such an ability for self-preservation the ‘softer’ people would be pummelled and the human race would, ultimately, be quashed in the furious scurry of foot upon forehead performed by those granite-hearted nincompoops trying futilely to be the ‘best’. ‘Softer’ shouldn’t mean ‘weaker’, in such respects; it’s like vinyl and porcelain dropped on the floor. Anyway, ‘forced’ is the key word in this issue; it would be preferable to not have to end a relationship but sometimes you simply must. Life is not easy.

At the end of the day, it doesn’t bother me to lose someone I’d misperceived as a friend so long I still do have real friends, and there are certain people (not many, I’ll grant) whom I know beyond any reasonable doubt are genuine friends of mine. That is enough.

The particular person, incidentally, who inspired this rant by being crappy earlier today is someone whom I do consider an actual friend because of the high quality of their good attributes, but their fucked attributes are still very fucking annoying! Grrr!