No kidding. In fact, something happened this weekend and I was going to leave a note but stopped myself. I don't think I was even going to complain necessarily, but these people also have a history of comically misunderstanding my jokes too and turning it into a thing.
I could write a novel on MyFriendDeb. She is maybe the most unique person I've ever met, but that's not necessarily a good thing. She fulfills every inch of the definition of a "frenemy" -- I have a good time hanging out with her, but damn she drives me absolutely insane with her stubborn beliefs and infuriating habits. Tery and I spend hours psychoanalyzing her, trying to figure out why she does the things she does (still pure conjecture on our part, nothing scientific to back anything up). I've known her for 15 years and only ever stood up to her twice (actually received an apology for something once. As a point of interest, here's the other time, when I didn't get an apology) -- she is probably completely unaware how my (uncharacteristically) superhuman tolerance has been one of the only things making our friendship possible this entire time. Take that background with you if/when I ever get around to writing the damn incident down.
It is weird to think that, as long as I don't mind the journey taking 3-4 months, I could have biked halfway across the country by now. Of course, if I were trying to do that I think I might be able to squeeze in a few more miles per day.
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Date: 2011-09-14 08:34 pm (UTC)I could write a novel on MyFriendDeb. She is maybe the most unique person I've ever met, but that's not necessarily a good thing. She fulfills every inch of the definition of a "frenemy" -- I have a good time hanging out with her, but damn she drives me absolutely insane with her stubborn beliefs and infuriating habits. Tery and I spend hours psychoanalyzing her, trying to figure out why she does the things she does (still pure conjecture on our part, nothing scientific to back anything up). I've known her for 15 years and only ever stood up to her twice (actually received an apology for something once. As a point of interest, here's the other time, when I didn't get an apology) -- she is probably completely unaware how my (uncharacteristically) superhuman tolerance has been one of the only things making our friendship possible this entire time. Take that background with you if/when I ever get around to writing the damn incident down.
It is weird to think that, as long as I don't mind the journey taking 3-4 months, I could have biked halfway across the country by now. Of course, if I were trying to do that I think I might be able to squeeze in a few more miles per day.