I have a good number of dear friends. I feel very lucky. Some of them I’ve known for 40 years and some are newer. Although I’m separated as she claims that she didn’t marry a woman, which I understand. She’s a lovely person and i believe i will always love her.
My dad was enamored of writing poetry, and he wrote a poem about friendship.
”What is a friend I’ll
tell you with care,
On one you depend
when things aren’t fair
If I were the friend
I’d laugh when your gay
I’ll never pretend
In a false, pointless way
Your tears be my sorrow
All aid I would lend
Of me you may borrow
I’m that kind of friend
Simon Rand
It’s worth it for the younger crowd to note that gay at that point in time still meant happy and carefree, with no connection to homosexuality.
I think my dad had it about right. Real friends want some contact with you and they love you despite there faults.
Not long ago I had what looked like a good possible new friend, we had lunch and talked about nerdy thing and transwoman challenges, she told me that she’d appreciate being left alone over the weekend and needed to concentrate. While I found it odd, I agreed to leave her alone.
Then my computer started doing this weird thing. Apparently due to some glitch in facetime it started trying to reestablish connection. In fact, when I finally got things squared away, each of those sent around 8 messages. Meanwhile there was nothing displayed on any one of my computers, my “friend” attacking me for ignoring her commands (I’m not too hot on people giving commands beside a few exceptions like the military) and me taking time to figure out what had gone wrong.
On her end she seemed unable to accept that I was actually the victim of a computer program malfunctioning. Even though she, like I, is a former software engineer.
Well with time and some impolite words I was finally able to get a handle at what had gone wrong. (Do you not think that sending eight messages in about 2 seconds is probably some malfunction. The errant entry in the facetime app was removed and quiet reigned.
I did make amends for my contributions to the issue. I really don’t know of any but I’m not such an egoist to deny the possibility that I’ve erred in some way. With my apologies I put the event behind me.
I did make one try to recontact the person, but she must still be grumbling about my being inconsiderate and offish. Hey, in my apology I just said I was sorry if I had made a mistake.
[[crickets]]
Maybe next time I’ll have better luck and a person who doesn’t start of half hitched.
My Gifted Life 