unfortunately, this is going to be an emo post. but i’ve come to a realization lately that what i think of as friends are nothing more than close acquaintances in the big picture of things. maybe it’s the digital age or maybe it’s LA itself, but i find that people who are true friends to me will actually call/text me back if i should call/text them first. the ones who don’t even answer and don’t even acknowledge that i sent them a message should be a hint that they don’t value me in their lives at all. i’d like to chalk it up to LA, because i know that the friends i had in austin would at least give me a yes/no answer to a yes/no question. none of this “i’ll answer you if i feel like it because i’m too busy to text a simple yes or no to your message”
anyway, i was hoping to meet some people out tonight for a night of great music but of course nobody can answer me
i really don’t care if they can’t make it or don’t want to go out, but if i ask “hey, want to check out this show tonight?” and get *nothing* back? yeah, that really pisses me off. especially when it happens from people who i *have* spent some time with and who i thought i was close enough to that i can at least get a “hey maybe next time” or something similar. the upshot of the whole ordeal is that even when i ran into some girls i knew were going to be there tonight, i didn’t get much more than a couple sentences from them either, despite the fact that we’ve all hung out together and again, i thought we were closer than we apparently are. somehow i always end up as that person who gets interrupted mid-sentence, or find myself suddenly talking to nobody but me when i thought i was having a conversation with someone. maybe i should just take the hint and find someone who does want to talk to me. well, i ended up leaving early, which i *never* do on a normal night. i’m usually the one who is last to leave, or near the end at least. but something about tonight just put me in a foul mood.
thankfully humanity redeemed itself in the form of tommy’s burgers where i had an actual conversation with some people waiting in line. not only that but found that we even had a shared experience from a dodger’s game in the not-so-distant past. i had more fun waiting in line for a chili burger than i did listening to some awesome musicians, and for some reason, that just doesn’t seem right….
folks are just too…. er, excuse me a moment. I have a cal, and gotta take it…
(voice trails off as phone conversation continues)
Ther. Now, where was I?
Oh yeah. Folks are just too busy, sometimes and…oh shoot. Sorry, I have to take this call….
(bit more animated conversation. You lean into the computer screen just a bit to try to hear it, but then it ends…)
OK, now I’m back and I’m all yours.
So. People are really busy and it’s not that they don’t care…just that they’re trying to keep everything together so they can continue to live in LA?
Geez-Louise!
LA!?!?
Heck, go lay out on the beach!
What?
No beach?
What about that nudist section just North of LA?
Oh? Private, you say?
Oh…wait a minute. The phone again….
(amid muffled voices, you decide you’re gonna go find some sand to sink your heels into and you’re gone.)
Comment by boneman — April 17, 2008 @ 7:37 am