I set a Kentucky Bourbon Barrel Ale on the bar and the bartender opens it for me. I am feeling good; I can relax--it's Friday and I'm watching my husband's band play. Next thing I know a person plops next to me. I vaguely recognize him as someone my husband knows. Within moments, he is talking my ear off. A half hour later, he knows nothing about
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This was well-written and engaging, definitely enjoyable. Well done!
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second, i know karmasoup said this already, but you were not a bad friend to that woman you called on your lunch break. when someone calls and says "i've been having a really hard day/week/month, i just need to vent for ten minutes", a good friend lets them vent. a selfish friend counters with "let me tell you about MY hell week...." do not in any way feel guilty. you explained the kind of friend you needed and she wasn't willing to be that person for you.
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