You've gotta love well wishing, or, friends who make 'promises' that don't happen, or--Why I finally understand old people who look out their windows.

Don't get me wrong, I love my friends, but, maybe it just seems to me, and perhaps this is selfish, that I go visiting far more often than I am visited. And every time I go to leave I always get the token, "Aw, yeah man, I'm going to come up and visit real soon" deal, and it just never seems to happen. Maybe that's just the way that friends from home want to scoot me out the door quicker, or they are just scared they will come off the wrong way or something, but since college I've only found a handful (this handful being like, 2 or 3 people) that actually follow through with what they say they are going to do, and don't bullshit things. For that, I'm appreciative, but I don't mean to discredit the more than 10 friends and family that just never seem to follow through with shit, because they're good folk. Honest. And hell, maybe it just happens that legit plans fall through at the last minute for everyone, but god damn it happens a lot--- and in the week where I finally understand why old people sit out on their front lawns and look at traffic or are creepy and just look out their windows at passers or small animals because there isn't ANYTHING on tv worth watching or anyone to talk to, that I really wish I had a visitor. I got a lot of stuff done this week, yet there was a lot of time, like now, that I'm not doing shit, and would love to have someone to chill with. 

Every so often someone enters the store and just doesn't leave, and continues talking much longer after they get what they want about their personal life that you don't care about, and when they leave, you look at any nearby coworker who was subjected to such dead-endery and give them a look that can only be explained as a "well... okay" by opening your eyes wider, raising your eyebrows, and giving a thoughtful "wtf" frown. I finally understand these people, who browse about in a store much longer than needed so they might be around something interesting to make their day feel worthwhile when they lay down to bed at night. 

I suppose the moral of this story is that I would like to put myself out there far enough to meet some quality people who are willing to put forth enough effort and time in order to necessitate a small refund in the form of a good time. ---i.e., people who can pry away from their lives just long enough to do something as petty as hanging out with someone who actually cares. ---i.e., someone who gives a fuck.

1 comment:

  1. I definitely came up and saw you the day after this...