Seriously, I’ve been contemplating this all weekend long because I get so frustrated with one of my friends because sometimes I’m sitting there in front of her after she tells me something important or that happened to her and my inside voice is just……”she’s your friend, don’t kill her, don’t kill her.”
This is what happened on Friday…..picture it, El Paso, it’s cold as fuck in the early morning hours of January 17th and my friend Veronica text me that she has a “flat” tire and is worried. I respond and ask her if she’s okay. I get a picture of her damned tire, which instantly infuriates me because that’s not what I asked her.
So I text her again if she’s okay, and then nothing but silence for two hours. I called her but the bitch sent me to voicemail. So I thought to myself if she’s not answering she’s taking care of that flat tire. It’s not until Friday night that she calls me back to tell me her “harrowing” story about how she got the flat tire and the “ordeal” she went through to get it fixed.
Apparently she had gone over to her new boyfriend’s house because he made dinner for her the night before, this is a new relationship and he lives on the opposite side of town. So she drove her over there and apparently she must have caught something (it turned out to be a small sharp, screw like they use on construction sites) in her tire the night before. But being either naïve or stupid, she didn’t feel her car driving any different that night. It wasn’t until the next morning when she saw, she fucking SAW the low tire pressure light come on, but chose to ignore it. Now she and I have the same make and model car. Only hers is six years newer than mine, and the Ford Fusions are notorious for have bad tire pressure sensors, they go off even when you don’t have low tire pressure. Or when there is a change in temperature, I’m talking NOTORIOUS! I did my research online and with Ford. Apparently the 2018-2019 models have fixed this problem but, that doesn’t help me or my friend who have a car older than that. In any case, she continued to say that she ignored the tire pressure sensor and still decided to drive to work. When my tire pressure sensor goes off (which is usually in my drive way, as soon as I start my car) I get off and walk around my car to make sure that I don’t have a flat. But did she? No, no she fucking didn’t, and I asked her when she saw the tire pressure sensor go off and she told me when she was (are you ready for this?) IN HER GARAGE!!!!!
She didn’t stop until she was almost at work, which is a good ten miles from her house. She sent me a picture of the tire and I was like, seriously you couldn’t have checked your car before you drove out of your damned garage?! Okay I know, I sound like I’m being all judgy and critical but I assume that my friend has some sort of common sense right? Wrong….ugh. So she calls me Friday night to tell me that it took the roadside assistance for Ford to get to her and her car over two hours to the dealership. Which was half in, half out of the emergency lane off of I-10 and Geronimo, then I asked her why she just hadn’t driven (slowly) right off the freeway onto the exit and this is what she said. “I didn’t want to ruin the tire any more than it was”……and I almost fucking lost it!
My inside voice, the common sense voice was yelling so loud that it almost gave me a headache, as it yelled…..ARE YOU FUCKING KIDDING ME?!?! YOU DIDN’T WANT TO RUIN THE TIRE MORE THAN IT WAS?!?! WHO THE FUCK ARE YOU AND WHY ARE YOU SO FUCKING STUPID!!!!
Yes, that’s what my inside voice was yelling. But I said to her (calmly) “It didn’t matter what it did to your tire, you should have just driven slowly off of the freeway and into the parking lot of the Renaissance Inn and you would have been safer.” She said “I never thought about that. Besides I also didn’t want to ruin the rim on the car” and again I thought to myself…oh right, you didn’t want to ruin the rim, that’s cool, you were just perilously stopped half in, half out on the emergency lane on I-10, where you would have gotten hit if you’d tried to exit your car…sure I can get that………….NOT!!!!
Then she tells me that the flatbed truck got there after about an hour and a half, then they towed it to a Ford dealership. And she complained about how long she had to wait for the Ford dealership to change her tire and put on the spare. My head was spinning by this point, I asked her why she didn’t just have the tow truck take her car to Martin Tire (where she bought her fourth set of tires in less than three years!) and she said that since its Ford’s roadside assistance they have to tow it to a Ford dealership. Okay I understand that, but none of this would have happened if she had only checked her tire, in her garage when the tire pressure sensor went off when she started her car that morning (AAAGGGHHHHH!!!!!!)
Then she tells me that her boyfriend had shown up less than an hour after she got the flat, and stayed there with her until the tow truck took her car to the dealership. I thought okay, at least he did that, he was there to support and calm her down because according to her, this was a “horrible experience” and that’s when I said to her “Yep it sure was, one that you caused by not checking your tires before you left your house.” Then she gets all butt-hurt and tells me “How can you tell me that? Who checks their tires every day before they leave their house?”
I pointed to myself and said “I fucking do, it’s something my ex-husband taught me, and something that my stupid ex-boyfriend reinforced and that my oldest son still harps about because you never know what might happen to your car, better safe than sorry. Especially since I’ve found that the Ford Fusions have an issue with the tire pressure sensors, I make damned sure I keep on top of that. AND I’ve told you about the pressure sensors over and over, so you caused what happened to you today.” She said that I was making her feel stupid, and that her dad or either of her ex-husbands didn’t teach her to be careful with her car because they always maintained them. And that’s when I was close to tearing her hair out and said “And how long have you been single? How long have you been on your own and had to take care of yourself? Seriously, this fucking damsel in distress act is fucking annoying as shit! You, just like I do have to take care of ourselves which includes making sure that everything from our jobs, house and cars aren’t being neglected and in working order. No one is going to do this for us, and I sure as hell don’t need anyone to tell me to check my tires, car, get my oil changed or take my car for a tune up, I know this. I keep a maintenance log for my car, AND if I would have called roadside assistance I would have used my insurance roadside assistance and had them take my car to the tire place and wouldn’t have wasted all day for the dealership to change my tire and then gone to get my tire replaced.”
She just looked at me and then said “You are making me feel stupid” and I said “No I’m not, I’m telling you what I would have done. AND had you asked me I would have told you but you didn’t even respond to my text to see if you were alright.” And after her ordeal with her flat tire, that same weekend she buys a brand new, 65’ smart television for her house. She texts me the Saturday following her flat tire debacle and tells me that she’s got a new tv and that I need to go and watch movies the next weekend and sends me a picture of her new television set she bought at Best Buy. She also proceeds to tell me that Best Buy is going to go an install her new television, which I find weird because, I mean it’s not rocket surgery to install your own television, or is it? Seriously that’s what I’m asking, because to me hooking up a new television set is pretty cut and dry and it doesn’t matter how hard it’s made out to be, all one does is follow instructing right? Wrong, apparently the Best Buy people cut the wrong cables, and I’m like WHAT THE FUCK ARE THEY DOING CUTTING CABLES?!?!?! All they were there doing was taking the old tv off and putting in her new television, right? Take off the cables, all of them including whatever she had connected to her tv, like her dvd player, surround sound, sound bar, and HDMI cable and switch out her tv, and reconnect all the cables back the way they were. Am I crazy or am I being too critical of my stupid friend?
So I proceed to ask her why the hell they cut cables and tell her that it’s not that hard to connect a new television set and that I hope to God she’s not paying Best Buy to install it for her. I also told her that if she would have told me I would have installed the thing for her or even better why didn’t she ask her new BF to install it for her? That was the last text message I sent because I didn’t receive a response. Then when I tried to call her later that day she sent my call to voicemail. This is the friend that was being gaslit by her ex-boyfriend, the one who got her tires slashed (by the same ex), the one who I had to intercept a phone call from because he kept harassing her and told him to go to hell because we (okay I) knew it was him making her suffer all along. There isn’t a big enough face palm for how I feel right about now.
And I’m seriously tired of this stupid damsel in distress act she pulls, the thing is, can my friend really be that naïve or is it just stupidity? I really want to know, because to me, common sense takes over when there are issue life throws at you. I mean I installed the smart tv in my room, my computer, my printer, hell I even installed the mini blinds in my house and I fixed the ceiling fan in my room. I changed out the cabin filter on my car, and if I absolutely have to, I will do the tune up as well, but I don’t have to because my son does it for me. He volunteers since he lives with his mom and doesn’t pay rent, lol.
But, I’ve learned to do so much on my own because even when Lestat was in my life, I learned from watching him do things, and I managed to patch a hole in the wall in my hallway, as well as patch the small holes in the bedroom doors, change out the doorknobs and install the washer and dryer I bought myself. I mean, I’ve changed out a flat tire on my car (not that I wanted to but I didn’t have a choice) because I was shown how to by my stupid ex-husband and ex-boyfriend to fend for myself because nothing, and I do mean nothing in this life is certain. So am I being too critical of my friend and her inability to think for herself or is she really that fucking clueless about using her common sense? Seriously, if I’m being a bitch I want to know because I can’t deal with stupid people, it’s draining and the constant having to reassure them is out of character for me. I will not reinforce stupidity, it only germinates into more stupidity and then I will have to kill a bitch for being that fucking dumb.
Also before all this happened, she found a job posting for JP’s position (my ex work husband who left) and asked me about it. Then she told me she was going to apply for it, but I don’t think I can take working with a friend here at work, especially if I can’t figure out whether it’s stupidity or naiveté that she suffers from. It’s already bad enough having to deal with Baby Kermit and her incessant throat clearing operatics I have to hear on a daily basis, ugh. And if I’m going to have to train her what I learned from JP, because I had to show him how to create sub-awards, it will be unbearable, so I think I may just apply for his position myself………because I know I can do it.
I know many will read this and criticize me for being hard on my friend. But one can only deal with situations like the ones she’s gone through, being a friend, and not wonder if she really is naive or not. Seriously I don’t think I’ve met someone as clueless as my friend and I love my dear friend. But sometime I have to wonder…..where the fuck she comes up with some of the situations he gets herself into or her manner of thinking.
Until next time, when the Huntress will talk about the things kids say……to embarrass their parents.
Upward and Onward People!!!