Well today I learned that forever is conditional.
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Today, my friend of five years, decides that he is going to take our happy-go-lucky joyride to pay the Georgia Power bill and turn it into an emotional matter of epic proportions aka a "keep it real session" . Now granted, being the leader and co-founder of the Justice League of Super Realists has prepared me to deal with the intense amounts of human stupidity, jealousy, envy and the aforementioned "sessions" outside of my immediate circle. However, when those that are close to me decide they are going to crawl into their custom-made cubby spaces, covered by decoy bricks, in my well constructed Great Wall of China around my heart with a "tell em' how you really feel" bomb strapped to them then it becomes an issue. The part that really blindsided me was the onset of the whole agruement; I asked if he could stop by the liqour store (which was across the street from the gas station where we were perched, not pumping gas, just PERCHED!!!) He continuously refuses to take me to the liquor store and proceeds to label my slight drinking Handling Alcohol Before It Takes-over-my-life as "stupid shit". Okay! Fine! I can live with the fact of friends not facilitating the potentially detrimental habits of other friends but don't transform into Optimus Prime and go completely beast mode in an attempt to blemish my character and label me a person bent upon doing as much "stupid shit" as the next brother. Let us keep in mind that this is the same person that stopped at a gas station, with gas money that I provided, for five minutes and then decides to negate the gas adventure and "take it on to the house" (as though gas is 22 cents per gallon and won't go up in a literal blink-of-an-eye) For those of you who are wondering, YES! he's BLACK!!
Somehow, the tornado from The Wiz came through, swept me up and threw me down on the Autobahn of generalized judgmental comments (that's a blatant contradiction, but stay with me here cuz the bus is rollin') which I could not prepare myself for. All of a sudden my friend and confidant starts molliwopping me with "you think you better than other niggas" and " your stupid shit aint better than other niggas stupid shit" type rhetoric. Let's stop the Eastbound 107 Glenwood Marta bus for a brief moment and dive into the life of P. E. Williams-----Anyone that knows me can assure you that I facilitate as little stupid shit as possible; I have always been a pretty sensible guy and a source of advice and strength for ALL my friends. No one on earth can say I am ill-intended in my comments (unless they deserve it) and I've never had underlying feelings about my close friends which I allowed to linger. I say these things not to brag but rather to give you a glimpse into the type of dude I am. Okay children, get back on the bus!!!
As my head stopped spinning , I tried to figure out what sparked "my friend" to say such harsh things to me as though I loom my socially viewed " better than average attributes" over his head like some crown I'm challenging him to grow tall enough to wear. (Dear Ole' Morehouse). And furthermore, how am I supposed to view him beyond the BP gas station fiasco, where my uprooting and landing took place. (Why couldn't I have landed at the liquor store?) This is the same guy that I taught how to drive when no one else would let them near their cars, the same guy who I prepare tag-team edible masterpieces with on a daily basis, the saaaaaaaaaaaaammmmmmmmmmmeee guy who I embarked on my "healthy living" diet with. In a nutshell, this is MY FRIEND. Today my feelings got hurt. Today the shutdown process begins. Watch your friends because in the end they can be worse than the viewing public.
It's ceases to amaze me how people can lead a double life as friends and cameleons. If I would have known that this is the way my cherished friendship would end up would I have even bothered coming around the corner of my freshman dorm everyday to see what MY FRIEND was doing? To make sure he was 'aiight'?
In the words on Timon (The Lion King) "You think you know a guy".
It's ceases to amaze me how people can lead a double life as friends and cameleons. If I would have known that this is the way my cherished friendship would end up would I have even bothered coming around the corner of my freshman dorm everyday to see what MY FRIEND was doing? To make sure he was 'aiight'?
In the words on Timon (The Lion King) "You think you know a guy".
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