This happened a long time ago but I was just thinking about it recently...and I realized how much it really pissed me off.

I had two friends - a boyfriend and girlfriend...I met them a while back through some other friends.

The two of them lived in an apartment that's roughly 45 miles from where I live. When they first moved in I drove my truck up there (they only had a car) to help them. Two trips to the storage unit and back, appliances, etc.. I carried a washer, a dryer, and a couch up 3 flights of stairs for them. Didn't ask for anything in return. The f%$king c@%t never even so much as thanked me. Her boyfriend did, though, but it didn't make up for her being a f%$king Buddha Loves You the entire time, complaining and riding my ass about how I was hooking it up for them (apparently neither one of them had any sort of do-it-yourself experience).

So, several months go by, I hang with them and their friends and so-on. Maybe 8 months later, it comes time and they want a new furniture set. Somehow, out of all the people they know, I'm the only one that has a truck. Of course, being the generous guy that I am, I oblige them when they ask for my help. I drive about 30 miles to the furniture store where they were shopping. They drag me around for almost TWO f%$king HOURS trying to decide what to buy. Not so much as a single f%$k was given about the amount of time I'd invested in helping them. Unbeknownst to me, they apparently had store credit for some kind of crummy furniture they bought that broke.

So at the very end, right before the store is about to close, the Buddha Loves You picks up 3 or 4 small "paintings" and buys them. Then she proceeds to tell me "We don't need your truck anymore. You can go now." Shocked, of course, I say "Wh...what? Uh, do you guys want to maybe go grab a couple drinks and some food or something? I did drive all the way up here..." and of course she made up some kind of lame excuse about them having to get home. And at this point, I'll mention my so-called "pal" or "friend" never said one word to me. Didn't thank me, didn't apologize, nothing. I looked at him and he just shrugged. So whatever. I left. Pretty pissed off, as you would be too.

Now at this point I'm sure you're assuming I never spoke to them again. Oh no. I guess I'm either stupid or stubborn, but I continued to be acquainted with them. I really didn't see them until about 4 months later, when she had a birthday party for herself. There were maybe two or two and a half dozen people at the party. I was the ONLY person that gave her a card, and I even put $5 in it. Nobody gave any gifts, nobody brought any kind of food (except me, of course), nothing. People just showed up and started downing the alcohol that was provided. I guess I have to give her credit here, because she DID thank me for the card. I'm sure it took every fiber of her being to muster up the will to show some appreciation to me.

The party was pretty uneventful otherwise.

So, several more months go by where I don't see or talk to them. Eventually, I found myself hanging out with them and a few others one night. And brother, this is where the sh!t really hits the fan. Or, more accurately, whatever miniscule spring or cog that was holding her f%$king fragile mind together FINALLY gave out. I became very ill after eating some pizza from a local pizza joint. I spent nearly an hour in the bathroom puking my guts out (I wasn't drinking, so shut up LOL); which, I might add, actually ended up giving me a hiatal hernia. I come out of the bathroom, finally, and what do I hear? Her and their roommate talking...about me. Not just any sort of talking. It was their roommate COMPLAINING that I was using HER bathroom to throw up in. Are you f%$king JOKING? I mean REALLY? Who the f%$k is THAT callous and HATEFUL? She f%$king knew I wasn't drunk or anything. She knew I had gotten sick from the pizza. So what does she f%$king do? Rather than ask me if I'm okay, or show ANY sort of decency, she COMPLAINS and talks shaZam! about me.

Okay, ya know...I was too sick and too weak to really care. I just had to go home. It was getting late, I'd ridden my bike up there, and it wasn't getting any warmer. So I gather up my things, tell them I'm leaving, and begin to put on my gear. I'm down to only needing to slip on my jacket. Then it happens - the zipper on my jacket falls off - the pivotal moment in what would soon become a deluge of f%$king DRAMA. I asked her (the girlfriend), NICELY of course, if she had a pair of pliers I could use to fix it. Of course, in her usual flippant manner, she said "oh yeah, they're around here somewhere, feel free to use them if you can find them." So I look around and I see a pair of pliers sitting on the corner of a table that's covered in miscellaneous stuff. I pick them up, begin using them to repair my jacket, and then over the noise of others talking, I hear her f%$king voice ROARING at me. "WHAT THE f%$k ARE YOU DOING? DON'T USE THOSE f%$king PLIERS, I NEED THOSE!!!"

I'll let that sink in for a moment. Just picture me standing there in shock; about ready to fall over from fatigue - and here this c@%t is - yelling at me about a pair of pliers she just told me I could use. Yeah. It really happened.

I said nothing. I put the pliers down and left promptly. What could I have done? What could I have said? I just could not even begin to fathom the level of CRAZINESS and SELFISHNESS that had just blown me over like an empty styrofoam cup.

I didn't say anything to them for quite some time after that. I let a little over a year go by before I decided to give them one last chance - against my better judgement; but I was encouraged to by a few of their "friends" - which, in retrospect, was obviously a bunch of high-school level bullshit - and this from people who are almost 30.

I wound up at their place, once again, hanging out with the usual folks. About 5 people there, milling around, you know. Now, being the guy that I am, I took it upon myself to be the bigger person and apologize to her for whatever I'd done to upset her to that degree. She acted all nice and apologetic to my face. Simply put, she turned right around after I left later that same night, and started bitching to me and a friend of mine that I "wouldn't just let stuff go" and that I "needed a reality check because nobody f%$king cares about your problems."

Needless to say, I've not spoken another word to them, or anybody associated with those ass hats, in a little over 6 months now.

In retrospect...where the f%$k do I get friends like this in the first place? 

IMHO you are a far too generous and forgiving person. You don't need "friends" like that. If you were over on my side of the big pond I could introduce you to some genuine people who will not try to "use you up". I too have met people like those you described but I would never call them friends. The girlfriend is a b1tch and the guy is a weak bastard for letting her treat you like that time and again.  You can do a lot better in the friend department. 

Macka

Yep been there done that. I feel for you. 

It's about time to meet them again...

Stop taking shaZam! from people, stop being comprehensive just to have bad feelings chewing you up from inside and get a decent set of friends.

Read the book:
http://www.drglover.com/no-more-mr-nice-guy.html
It's great!

You sir are a stand up gentlemen. I don't know if I would have had that much patience. But I believe in karma so it'll catch up with them.

I admire you for taking that much from them.

You don't need 'friends' like that.  Never contact them again.  Purge from your phone, and don't answer anything with just a number.  I have weeded out a lot of people in my life that are complete drama king/queens.  My life is less stressful as a result, and drama free.

one word: throw eggs at their house.

Quote from: gsatterw on November 06, 2012, 09:19:52 AM
one word: throw eggs at their house.

Umm...that's actually 5 words 

Congratulations on taking the high road. 

Had this been me, I tend to have a really short fuse when I'm not feeling well. I probably would have gone off when she flipped out about the pliers and never spoken to them again.

Thanks guys. I guess in hindsight I was naive and gave too much credit where credit was not due. It's not as if I was desperate for their friendship - I just hate to feel bad about people and try to give people as many chances as I can.

In the case described above I feel like I should've not waited so long to tell them to f%$k off.

But you know...karma can be a real Buddha Loves You to those that treat other people that way.

Quote from: codajastal on November 06, 2012, 12:26:09 AM
Yep been there done that. I feel for you. 

same here. jus not as long. i let 2 occasions slide. ( involving usage of my truck. )  after that i declined they raged. i said and THAT is why im not helping. youve no courtesy whatsoever. didnt you listen when your parents taught you to be nice to people who deserved it, and ignore those that did not. or did they jsut flip the Buddha Loves You switch on and leave?. im guessing the latter Eh?
Aaron

p.s. after that incident, i went and bought a bumpersticker, saying " yes this is my pickup truck and NO i wont help you move. then had one made with her full name which i placed beside the first one.

Yama, can't you have legal problems by using her name in there?

I've met a couple of people like that and their life must be an awfully rough ride.

  ... Wow ..... Errrr ... I woulda taken the pliers! 

If neither of them are mechanically inclined, go get some scrap engine parts from the local junkyard and leave next to her car with a note:

"good luck putting it all back together"

When they show up with the car in tow to the local highway robbery shop, the mechanic will look at them dumbfounded, then procede to charge them for changing headlight fluid and the extra jar of elbow grease he used while repairing their "carbon based steering wheel actuator".

Quote from: Alphad0g on November 07, 2012, 07:27:48 PM
If neither of them are mechanically inclined, go get some scrap engine parts from the local junkyard and leave next to her car with a note:

"good luck putting it all back together"

When they show up with the car in tow to the local highway robbery shop, the mechanic will look at them dumbfounded, then procede to charge them for changing headlight fluid and the extra jar of elbow grease he used while repairing their "carbon based steering wheel actuator".

That's just...evil! O_O

Quote from: piresito on November 07, 2012, 10:51:12 AM
Yama, can't you have legal problems by using her name in there?

im sure i could. but i was naive lol or was it immature? but thats times past. the truck is now in alabama somewhere.

if you REALLY want the Buddha Loves You switch flipped, anytime they ask you for use of your truck, you answer, " so you need a truck Eh? , well, hmm, theres ryder, uhaul, penske, errm imlooking but i dont see my truck in there anywhere"

Sounds familiar, nobody I knew needed a truck until I bought one. And this is redneck central. You're a much nicer person than me. The going rate for the Huffman Truck Service is $25/hr which includes one Huffman and one Truck, gas included, beer and food must be provided.