Lesson learned

I'm trying to write just for the sake of writing. I always tell myself "I'm going to write everyday, no matter what". I haven't followed through with that in almost a year, but here I am again, relentlessly trying to resurface my love for words. I always want to write about an instance where I find myself expressing more emotion than usual. Although, I'm also constantly trying to tell myself to be less emotional. I guess it's done me some good in the last few years, but let's face it, I'm woman, and women love to bitch.

I recently ended a 9 year friendship, and he's probably too self centered to even notice. Lesson learned: don't work with your friends. Personally, I don't think too much should change between two friends in a work place, but it seems that some people just cannot handle it. Heres the situation: this friends of mine called in sick with me when he knew our manager wouldn't be in for the weekend. After years of friendship, I know this motherfucker is full of shit, but in the aspect of an employer, I didn't find it fit to straight call him out. I did, however, ask "Are you really sick?", to which he proceeded to lie to me and say "Yes." Later this day, he posts pictures of him drinking. Ahh, the beauty of technology. In addition to this, I find out he went out with my brother in the time that he was supposed to be at work, and told my brother not to tell me. Now to me, that is just some pussy shit. We're friends, if he was just straight up with me and told he didn't want to come in, that would have salvaged our friendship, and still got him what he wanted. As a side note, all of my co-workers and I follow each other, so the girl who stayed late because of him calling in sick, and everyone else that worked that day knew he was bullshitting too.

Nothing bugs me more than people who are inconsiderate of other people's time. I spoke to him about this, and again, he insisted on lying to me and telling me that he was sick. I thought I could get over this since we had been friends for so long, but even just the sight of him would make my blood boil. I decided that this would be the end. Shortly after, he put his 2 weeks in, so that makes things a lot easier.

I hope people like this have some sort of experience one day where they're all alone because of all the people they've pushed away from being so selfish. I know he'd never see this, but somehow I do hope he stumbles upon it and realizes that he's lost one of his oldest friends because he decided to be a little baby bitch.