I’ve definitely been slacking with this whole blog writing
fandango. Not being at uni should have meant I should have lots of time to
write, well far bloody from it.
All I do with my life is work, for those that don’t know I
work at McDonlads and don’t get me wrong I do love my job just when you are
there all the time, well yeah you don’t love it as much.
Needless to say my job has recently got me into a little
bother. I was very much looking forward to going to a festival with the uni
girls, like a complete and utter idiot I fought I had booked it off, yeahh when
the shifts went up my heart was in my mouth when I saw I was working the BANK
HOLIDAY WEEKEND of the festival. I was
not stupid enough to even ask anyone about doing my late shifts as all the lucky
buggers would have been hitting the town hard or at Reading or Leeds (grrrrrr).
The moment you have to tell your best friend that you can’t
go to Reading is one of the worst things ever (I exaggerate a little, but it
still wasn’t very nice). And I did and
still do feel like one of the worst friends ever.
What choices did I have:
To ring work and say I wasn’t doing the shift, one I am not
that brave, work would eat me alive and two I really didn’t want to lose my
job.
Or to sell my ticket and not go, this leading to me being a
terrible friend.
Okay I am rambling a little, there is a point I am trying to
make.
What really makes someone a bad friend? Forgetting to book a
weekend off work in my opinion is not that bad, okay be a little mad for a few
days but at the same time realise it’s not just you that missed out on having
your best friend at the festival they missed out on it all together.
And not talking to someone for what seems like forever until
you two get close again and it feels like you can tell them everything. Not
talking to someone can’t make a bad friend. In my eyes friendship isn’t about
telling someone what you are doing when you are doing it (yes I did bbm my best
friend telling her about my dog pooing a stupid amount on our walkies, but hey
someone needs to laugh at the thought of it).
The fact is if anyone ever needed anything of me I really
would try my hardest to help, need that be listen or to help with what they
needed. The fact is I do think I am a good friend to most people and I hope
people think I am a good friend to them.
Sometimes I guess you just need to think this will really
hurt my friend so I’m not gonna do it or say it. Friendship is one of the best
things in life, where the hell would we all be without it?
