They Were Best Friends for Over a Decade—Then One Shocking Moment Changed Everything
I have this rule with all my friends. If you’re rude to me then whatever, but if you’re in my home and you’re rude to my other guests to an unreasonable degree then we are done.
He made the mistake of taking his b****y attitude and sniping constantly at my other friend and my wife. At the end of the evening I just never contacted him again. I never said anything, I just dropped the friendship and moved on.
It’s been three years and if I’ve heard truthfully from others he is still unemployed and still lives with his mom.
I’ve posted this elsewhere but it’s relevant. I met Lisa at university, doing our Master degree. When we met, she lived in the inner city, as did I. We hung out a lot, as we had a mutual love of good food and too much wine. Then she got pregnant and moved out to the ‘burbs. It took me nearly 2hrs to get to her new place on public transport (longer on weekends), as I don’t have a car because…inner city living! But still, I consistently go to visit her – birthdays, dinners, baby shower, baby parties, just to hang out, babysat a couple of times. Sometimes I stayed the night, but mostly I came home. She never came my way anymore as she was a single mother so her flexibility during pregnancy and especially with a newborn was limited. Then one night I missed the last tram home by about 3 seconds, and got stuck in the middle of a sketchy area for a while very late at night (around 1.45am), until my Uber arrived. The Uber trip home cost me over $100, which is why I kept using public transport. I made a joke about it the next morning, we had a laugh, I thought nothing of it. Went to a few more events at her place after that.
Then she messages me one night specifically to tell me that I’m not invited to her birthday dinner that weekend and was no longer welcome at any of her events until I had ‘an alternative method of transport’. Apparently me getting home was causing her massive stress (first I’d heard of it) and she was sick of me shutting down her ideas (again – first I’d heard of it, we’d literally never talked about it before). She told me I was welcome to discuss it more if I wanted but she hoped she understood why I wasn’t welcome at her house any longer.
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