Unfiltered Story #312405
I never have many friends, that’s because I moved around a lot as a kid. Make friends, then you move a year or two later, make friends and move a year or two later….it became a drag to constantly make friends only to move soon after. So, I don’t have many friends because of it.
My last big move was the start of high school when I was 14. I didn’t work on making lot of friends, just had one best buddy and 2 other guys that were friends. My best friend and I even went to the same college and were roommates for a couple of years after that. My best friend was kind of a ass to most people, especially when you first meet him. He’s good at rubbing people the wrong way and I have to defend him to people, saying give him a chance and you’ll find out he’s pretty decent guy. The whole time we’ve been friends I’ve always defend him and his actions or attitude towards others.
I eventually get engaged and my fiancé and I move on to our own place while my friend moved in with his girlfriend at the time. My friend started become a real pain in the neck and avoiding me and our other friends shortly before this. He started having falling outs with people, but him and I still kept in touch for about 6 months after I moved out with my fiancé.
I’m awoken one Sunday morning at 3am to my cell phone ringing. I see it’s my friend calling. I think he might need a ride home from some place, which wasn’t uncommon – we’d call each other if we needed a ride after a night of drinking.
Me: Hello?
Friend: I’m mad at you. I heard you were talking shit about me!
Me: What? What are you talking about?
Friend: You were talking shit about me and I want to know why!
Me: You sound drunk, you’re slurring your words.
Friend: Damn right I’m drunk. I’m drunk and pissed that you’re talking shit about me and I want talk about it right now.
Me: First off, you’re drunk and secondly, it’s 3 in the morning. I have work I need to be at in 4 hours. I’m not going to try to talk to you while you’re drunk and angry, especially over the phone. I will call you back later in the day once I’m off work and we can talk then.
Friend: Fine. Whatever.
My friend hangs up on me. I got back to sleep for a few hours and then later got up for work. Once I got my lunch break at work I called my friend’s cell phone, but I only get his voicemail. So I leave a message:
Me: You called me early this morning, mad at me and drunk and you wanted to talk about how you heard I was “talking shit” about you. Here I am, calling you back as I told you I would. When you get this message, give me a call in a couple of hours once I’m off work and we can talk.
The day drags on and I never hear from him. I figure he’s either sleeping things off still until late in the day or he just wants to collect himself.
The next day on Monday, I call him. He doesn’t answer, the phone just rings and eventually goes to voicemail again. I leave another message:
Me: Hey, it’s me. You called the other morning, pissed off and drunk and saying I was “talking shit” about you and you wanted to talk. I called you yesterday, but I haven’t heard back. Call me so we can clear the air.
No call back at all from him for Monday.
Tuesday comes around. I call him again, leave another voicemail. He never calls back.
Wednesday comes around. I call him again, leave another voicemail. He never calls back.
Thursday comes around. I call him again, leave another voicemail:
Me: I’ve been calling you all week and leaving you messages, but you haven’t called me back. I don’t know why you were mad and I can’t talk to you if you won’t answer the phone so I have no idea what you’re even mad about. If you value the past 8 years of our friendship, please call me so we can talk. If I don’t hear from you then I guess you don’t care about our friendship and if that’s the choice you make, I hope you have a good life.
I never did get a call back from him. I never did find out what he meant by “talking shit” about him.
I did run into him about a year after he stopped talking to me. I happened to be out with a group of friends and they also knew of my best friend, but he stopped talking with most of them, too. He caught wind that a group of guys were getting together and he showed up. I said hi to him and asked how he was doing. He said fine, but he avoided me and most of the other guys that he distanced himself from. I don’t really know why he showed up, but he hardly gave anyone the time of day and just sat quietly. After that friend gather I never saw or heard from him again.
