I was going to be funny today. Oh yes, I was.
I had lots of funny inside me and I was just waiting to crack myself up.
I love to crack myself up.
Instead, I'm pissed off and downright stabby. I'm showing amazing restraint (!!) by writing an intentionally vague post about this situation.
Because … you know … it's in my nature to use the written word to unleash my emotions at their fullest.
I'm not going to do that today.
(But I want to.)
I almost titled this post, "Fuck Off!"
I decided to go with a more demure title.
Aren't you proud of me?
It's a little disappointing when you discover someone you consider a friend is, in fact, not a friend at all.
Hellooooooooooo out there?
Are we not adults? Don't the childhood games end in childhood? Don't people learn the basic rules of honesty, integrity and respect as they grow up? Do forty-somethings really need to play games and throw darts at each other in the dark? At some point, don't most of us learn to discuss our misunderstandings or hurt feelings instead of playing games with them?
Suppose, hypothetically speaking, your family had a tough few weeks. Perhaps one of your kids caught Swine Flu which developed into pneumonia and lasted for weeks. Perhaps as you cared for him, you caught H1N1 also. Just as you were starting to get everyone healthy, perhaps, that very same kid suffered the worst possible break to his ankle and needed immediate surgery.
Maybe, just maybe, you'd think your friends would understand things were a little chaotic.
Maybe, when one of those friends asked for a favor, you agreed to help them out anyway. Maybe you've helped this same friend out before with some pretty big favors. Maybe you enjoy helping people out when you can.
Because, after all, you are a good friend.
Maybe, that *friend* then flaked out on you and did not take you up on the favor you worked very hard to make happen for her/him. Maybe he/she didn't even bother to call or let you know why he/she flaked out.
The work you did to make that favor happen when your life was busy and chaotic? Was wasted and you never received any legitimate explanation as to why. You also never received an apology of any type from your friend for the futility of your efforts.
(You know, because you did jump through hoops and do all sorts of behind the scenes things to help your friend out.)
By the way, not to throw a pity party … but some of those efforts to make that favor happen? Were damn hard to do with one arm.
Just sayin' ….
Then maybe, just perhaps, a few days later that same friend called and wanted the exact same favor she/he never took you up on before. This time, when he/she called, you were busy and could not return the phone call for a few hours. (Possibly you were at physical therapy where phone calls are not allowed. Perhaps, you did not even have your phone in the same room as you.)
When you were able to return the missed phone call, you re-extended the same favor to that very same friend. However, the friend was in a huff and initially voiced disappointment you weren't there for them when they needed you.
As in – the very minute they called.
Maybe you were a little confused by this. Maybe you thought, "What the hell? I tried to help you out and you flaked on me. Now, I'm trying again and you're getting angry."
Maybe you tried to discuss this with your friend. Maybe the friend calmed down and acted like everything was sincerely wonderful once you were actually having a conversation. Maybe you hung up the phone thinking there had been a little miscommunication (perhaps even, a downright lack of communication), but everything was now okay.
And then ….
Oh yes, and then … maybe you were caught in utter surprise and shock when that very same *friend* used a very public forum to rip you to shreds.
© Twenty Four At Heart