It’s Too Early For This Shit
It’s pretty self-explanatory but let me explain: Now that you all are aware of the significant other in my life, and I can openly discuss us, this morning he called and I immediately asked about yesterday because we didn’t get a chance to speak. He said that it was chill and he talked to his best friend. Excuse me, who? Last night, on a fairly empty stomach – I had drunk 10 ounces of 1800 and wasn’t sure I’d heard him correctly as his called did just wake me up.
“Say that again,” I replied.
“I said it was good and I talked to my best friend,” he repeated.
“Ooh! Just say it say for me one more time, please.”
He’s starting to catch on.
No Such Thing As “Two Best Friends”
“What are you trying to get at?” he asked.
“We didn’t talk yesterday soooo…who’s this best friend?”
“I can have more than one.”
Where is the emergency brake when you need it! No, you cannot! You can’t have multiple best friends because we can’t ALL be the best. Here this man is telling me that I’m just a member of a mediocre circle of friends who are all generally “good”. Completely unacceptable.
Let Me Tell You Why
“Is it a girl?” because at this point I just gotta know who the best is, you feel me?
“Yeah, she’s funny.”
Just like that; so blasé as if I had just asked if the sky was blue. Consequently, my Petty-O-Meter as been activated.
“If y’all getting along so great – why y’all not together?” Straight Savage.
“It’s not like that. We from the streets together”.
He should have been a gravedigger the way he’s burying himself. I certainly feel like my gangsta is now in question.
“I’m just saying – you don’t have any boys you can go hoop with it. Why she gotta be the best?”
Two Best Friends Leads to Jealousy
In this case, we have two issues. If you have a best friend and they introduce you to their other friend you automatically are on the defense. You speculate on their inside jokes. Do they sleepover at each other houses? Do they watch the Golden Girls together? It’s a horrible and appalling feeling to know that YOUR bff is “bff-ing” with someone else.
Yet, when you are in a relationship and they exclaim that their best friend is of the opposite sex it’s a whole other playing field. It’s no longer a matter of which television shows they binge-watch together. Instead, you contemplate as to whether or not one day the appetite craves for something different. Do you talk to her about me? Does she know my secrets?
Maybe it’s just me but the thought that one day he could see in her what he sees in me what I see in him potentially has the power to ruin me. And it’s not just this girl but any girl. I’ve yet to meet her, of course, someday I will but for now, I have to trust him when he says,