The number of guys I can get along with is so completely small.
I have a handful of guy friends. There's Stephen who can be a little socially inappropriate but other than that he's a top notch guy. He borrows things and returns them promptly, or at least when reminded.
Jared has now dropped off the face of the planet. I'm pretty sure his fiance stole him. Something incredibly strange happened there, I just have no idea what.
Eric...well...he owes me money. $500 to be exact. He also has a bunch of my books, and the cables for my digital camera. See, this is why I don't trust people. Every time I remind him that he owes me quite a large sum of money he kind of laughs it off. He'll tell me all about his money problems, and I quite frankly don't fucking care. You borrow something, you return it. When I bring it up he'll kind of laugh it off (It's been well over a month already). I don't know how to get through to this kid short of slashing his tires or smashing his kneecaps. Even then I don't think he'll get the hint. Was it stupid of me to trust someone with that kind of money? Yes. Will I ever do it again? Fuck no.
This is the kind of thing that has me keep the bare minimum of friends. They take advantage of any sort of generosity you give and they make you feel like shit.
Like they said in Garden State, "The only thing worse than a favor is a favor involving money"
Anyway I have so many things to do today and my head is in completely the wrong place right now.
Also, last night Stephen and I went out for drinks and TGI Fridays charged me 60 bucks for a 20 dollar tab! Son of a bitch...
I have a handful of guy friends. There's Stephen who can be a little socially inappropriate but other than that he's a top notch guy. He borrows things and returns them promptly, or at least when reminded.
Jared has now dropped off the face of the planet. I'm pretty sure his fiance stole him. Something incredibly strange happened there, I just have no idea what.
Eric...well...he owes me money. $500 to be exact. He also has a bunch of my books, and the cables for my digital camera. See, this is why I don't trust people. Every time I remind him that he owes me quite a large sum of money he kind of laughs it off. He'll tell me all about his money problems, and I quite frankly don't fucking care. You borrow something, you return it. When I bring it up he'll kind of laugh it off (It's been well over a month already). I don't know how to get through to this kid short of slashing his tires or smashing his kneecaps. Even then I don't think he'll get the hint. Was it stupid of me to trust someone with that kind of money? Yes. Will I ever do it again? Fuck no.
This is the kind of thing that has me keep the bare minimum of friends. They take advantage of any sort of generosity you give and they make you feel like shit.
Like they said in Garden State, "The only thing worse than a favor is a favor involving money"
Anyway I have so many things to do today and my head is in completely the wrong place right now.
Also, last night Stephen and I went out for drinks and TGI Fridays charged me 60 bucks for a 20 dollar tab! Son of a bitch...