A guy wasn’t very nice to my friend behind her back.
She is one of the sweetest, coolest, kindest human beings I have every met and deserves to be worshipped by any man who she deems even remotely worthy of her attention.
It wasn’t tricky to decide whether or not to tell her about it - she deserved to know - but it was tricky to actually tell her about it - she does not deserve this.
I ripped the bandaid off pretty early in the phone call and, at first, she couldn’t stop laughing. I’m sorry. He said WHAT?! We were, literally, both in disbelief.
Thirty minutes into us picking apart every little thing he had said and how foul and simply incorrect it all was, our other friend texted us a voice memo with her take on the whole thing. I put T on speaker phone and turned the volume all the way up on my computer so we could listen to M’s notes together without hanging up. Mhm. Yes. 100%. Wait yesssss. - was all said throughout.
After an hour and 20 minutes, I needed to blow dry my hair and vacuum my apartment - two things that are very hard to do while on the phone. We said our goodbyes and pretty much as soon as we hung up she texted me.
I was feeling kinda gross about the whole thing when you first told me, but now I’m like well that’s fine. It’s really crazy how talking things out makes you feel so much better.