I went to hang out with an old friend and a new friend last night, and the competition thing went out the window.
I was completely onboard with throwing it out the window, I was having a great time, until the end of the night when I found out my friend had taken his mom to see Leonard Cohen, not me.
I guess this wouldn't be much of a big deal to most people. His girlfriend didn't like LC, and his mom did, so that's reasonable right? Except that we'd had multiple conversations about going together. Before he had a girlfriend. He'd wanted me to go with a bunch of people in a "Cohen Orgy" and I was like, for fuck's sake, this has been our thing for years, can it not just be our goddamn thing???
He doesn't remember that, he says.
I just spent 10 minutes trying to find the post where I talked about it in the first place, before the stupid fucking tickets went on sale. I can't find it, so maybe I deleted it, or it self-destructed, or something. Maybe I imagined writing it. And now I'm going to be late for work.
It's not worth the time to look for anyway. I know we had the conversations, and proving it isn't going to change the fundamental problem: We fucking suck as friends.