Hey...Remember that episode of Friends a few years back when the group went out for dinner and they decide to split up the bill evenly even though Rachael only ordered a salad and Joey got soup?
Yeah. I know you do.
Well. Here's my little Friends episode.
I'd just woken up yesterday from a little nap and my roommate and Joanna come into the room. I'm typing away when my roommate says "Sally? We're getting Christina a gift certificate to Hooters."
"Oh?" I ask."Yeah. Can you give us five dollars?""I only really have $3 which I need for laundry and can't take anything out of my account without overdrawing.""That's alright." Joanna says and when my roommate gets off the phone, I explain the situation more and how my father is coming up tomorrow to give me some money because I'm broke and have $0 in my checking and $11 in savings. Yes. I have to explain this.
My roommate then asks me why I don't just ask my father for the $5 tomorrow.
Let's see. Cause I've already spent five dollars of my OWN on stupid shit that I've never seen again after primary usage and you think I'm going to drag someone else's cash into it?
Oh no. So I look at my wallet and then I look at her and I take out the three dollar bills I have in there and just hand them in her direction. She declines saying that it's alright, I don't have to get into a huff about it. I'm not about to spend $5 on someone I'm probably never going to see next year from whom I've been drifting away from and am not really good friends with. I doubt seriously that anyone here has cared to acknowledge that except for me and I think that this situation is bringing that into the light.
We kinda haven't really spoken about it since cause this weekend is a big festival here...or at least it was until it started raining this morning.
But my dad's coming up after all. Yay for that.
