First, I must start off by saying I was listening to a nameless sports radio station yesterday and they stated that people who blog at midnight are pathetic losers. Well, it's 12:30 am and I am blogging so I guess I fit in that category. However, I always hope that I am a witty, entertaining, pathetic loser.....Yes, Beck should have included a better description of a loser, baby!
Friends are important. Some friends have been in your life since kindergarten. Some you have had since college. Then you make new friends at work because work friends see you differently! There are people you know that no matter how long you have gone without seeing them, you instantly feel that connection when you chat with them again. We can thank the good peeps of technology for that and give a special shoutout to FB, who allows us to like people, comments, and photos we would not have "liked" before. Sadly, most of my connections with friends are done via text, skype, chat, or email. I can honestly say I am a proficient texter and gladly challenge my 16 niece to a text race. However, this is not the kind of friend we are discussing at this point.
For example, I was at the airport a while back and passed an older lady with a long stream of toilet tissue sticking out of her pants. It's better than having a giant poop stain on your butt, but it was an eyesore. She was very well dressed, yet no one had the courtesy to say, "hey, you have tp stuck to your a$$." But I felt it was imperative to tell her that she did. I tapped her on the shoulder and said, "I don't mean to embarass you, but you have toilet tissue hanging out of your pants. It could happen to anyone." She was shocked..Not because she had toilet paper stuck to her pants, but because I told her. She thanked me profusely and went on her merry way. See...I thought I was being a friend.
My two older kids loved going to the Waffle House as a special treat. I was pregnant with my 3rd son, and like clockwork, everyone had to go to the restroom when food was served. When we went in the restroom, and voila! There was a set of teeth on the sink. My kids were 6 and 4 at the time and had a long series of questions as to why teeth were on the toilet. This was followed by, "Can we try them on?" No, this is not part of a Count Dracula costume. We walked back to our table and told our server that someone was missing the toothy part of their grin. Her response? Oh, those are Vanessa's and she always does that. Vanessa forgets her teeth? I guess she would be the example of someone forgetting her head if it wasn't attached to her . Still, Vanessa graciously came over to thank us and entertained many questions from the kids about the perils of misplacing your teeth. Again, an example of teaching the goblins to be a good friend and not be shy about speaking up!
And we all know that a real friend will tell you that dress isn't chartreuse but rather bile colored and makes you look like you have jaundice. They will tell their friend to ease up on pounding the cocktails and that their judgement is impaired. Yeah, he isn't talking to Heidi Klum but rather he will want to go "hidey" when he sees her the next day. A good friend will not feed you a garbage line like he/she is afraid of being hurt. What? Are you playing with knives? Eating fire? I think not. And a friend will say that unfortunately it is you and not the other person. You are fabulous, but the other person is either holding out for someone they view as better,richer,prettier, smarter, etc....
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