i think we all have that friend--the one we aren't sure about. the friend that you see more often than you want to. this friend seems better in theory than they are in reality. whenever you get together with that friend, you wonder why you even bothered. what do you really have in common? somehow the night is always wasted. for me, this friend, in particular, is a complainer and is often VERY selfish. they spend the whole time talking about themselves and when you attempt to say one thing about yourself, they look at you like you're the crazy one. they act as though what you're saying isn't important at all--at least not compared to the nonsense they've been throwing at you all night. and i'm a good friend so i'll sit there and nod--i'll listen to about 30% of it and get the jist from there. it's always the same problems, the same complaints and when i throw out a simple yet effective solution, i'm immediately shut down. apparently it's "more complex than you could understand." i'm not sure how it can be considering that my advice was to "dump that loser" who yells at her and tells her she's worthless. the rest of the night is spent defending him and shaking her fist at me for even concocting such a crazy idea. woe is me. i'm suddenly the bad guy and the actual asshole gets away with it. she's the kind of friend who'd throw a good friend under the bus any day for a chance at scoring a boyfriend--any boyfriend really. maybe even a wifebeater. hell i get the sense she'd take that over me any day. to boot, she doesn't want to complain at just any place--it HAS to be the place of her choice. i've decided where we were going to hang out only a handful of times in the 2.5 years i've known her. when i give my suggestion, all i hear is "that place is too loud," "that place is too dark," "this place is too crowded." where do we end up? a dark, loud, and crowded place of her choosing. a place full of wifebeating prospects and douchebags. and the whole night is spent complaining and watching her eye fuck fat, bald armo guys. so maybe i exaggerate a bit--but it sure feels that way.