make a wish and blow
I just talked to a girl friend who’s been on-again-off-again-something with another friend, and today was his birthday. And as she tells it, he asked her to spend his birthday with him, so she kept the day free and spent a very, very long time making a very, very kickass cake. The kind of cake with eggwhites, and filling.
And yesterday she tried to get in touch with him to find out the plan, and he didn’t respond. And this morning she tried again, and he basically said he was hanging out with another girl and he’d call her soon. And then he just didn’t. And now it’s seven in the evening.
And my friend’s been hanging out all day with her awesome cake, feeling shitty but not wanting to be mean to a guy on his birthday. And this guy is not a bad person or an asshole and I like him quite a lot. But honestly I don’t understand how so many guys make it past college with so little respect for women, and so little accountability to other people. Because yes, congratulations, you’ve figured out how to manipulate people to get what you want. But really? Lots of us figured that out a long time ago, and then we chose not to relate that way to people, because even though it gets us what we want it doesn’t make us who we want to be.
And fine, if what you’re looking for is someone to be at your beck and call, to be a confidante and a companion when you need them, and then to disappear physically and emotionally when you don’t, then what you’re looking for isn’t a friend who is a girl, or a girlfriend. It’s a girl on call. Also known as a callgirl. And the thing about callgirls is you pay them. Because nobody worthwhile does that shit for free for very long.
posted by tortaluga @ 7:27 PM
4 Comments:
some people make me ill. another one for the mag. eat cake or maybe throw it at him after a few bites.
The most amazing thing about this is that it just comes down how each individual values their friends, acquaintances, and whores.
Because no friend, no matter if you were sleeping with them or not, would treat another friend as callously as this (somehow 'because I'm sleeping with her/him' gets used as an all-forgiveness pass??!?) for making plans then ignoring them.
And the irony? The callgirl would still charge the credit card for hours booked but not cancelled in time.
Callgirls take credit cards?!!
Ok, I think there needs to be a "You Just F*ing Missed Out" Recipe Book because Holy Shit...a cake with filling in it? The Metaphorical Cake; it takes a hell of a lot more than just "ingredients" to make it...to have a relationship of any sort with someone...it takes INGREDIENTS: happiness, optimism, excitement, and most importantly, it takes respect...and so many people dismiss a slice of the good stuff,wreckless in their invitations, selfish enough to think there wasn't a cake waiting for them...or a friend for that matter.
Sorry buddy, you just F*ing Missed Out!
ee in Eugene
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