Wednesday, August 8, 2012

I have a question.

Its a simple question, really.


In what world is it normal to tell someone that you just want to be friends, that there are "no hard feelings," that you "won't bother [them] anymore"; Claiming that "it just doesn't seem like its worth it to you, I don't want to waste my time."

This inevitably turns into an hours long argument and the other individual involved comes to the conclusion that you both just have very different personalities and different paces at life, relationships, and WHATEVER else you do, and chill out.

And roughly twenty four hours later, you invite that exact same person you just had this extremely bitter, resentful, guilt-filled exchange with, and you invite them.....

and this isn't even a joke, kids...

You invite that individual to take a trip to MOTHERTRUCKING PARIS with you.

As in France.
The country with the snails and shiz.

I DON'T GET IT.


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Oh. And if you hadn't gathered it by now, the answer was a resounding "I don't think so."


All hypothetically speaking, of course.



Now if you'll excuse me, I'm going to hire somebody to punch me in the face and kick me in the groin for the next few months, seeing as that is starting to sound like a better idea than having one of these conversations ever again.

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