{"id":9497,"date":"2003-04-19T17:09:02","date_gmt":"2003-04-19T07:09:02","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.thefatwebsite.com\/?p=9497"},"modified":"2012-11-20T17:12:22","modified_gmt":"2012-11-20T07:12:22","slug":"good-friday","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/www.thefatwebsite.com\/?p=9497","title":{"rendered":"Good Friday"},"content":{"rendered":"<p align=\"JUSTIFY\"><em>&#8220;God, How could things get any worse?&#8221;<\/em><\/p>\n<p align=\"JUSTIFY\">I actually said this on Thursday morning.<\/p>\n<p align=\"JUSTIFY\">It had bothered me that Polly had been dodging me during the week. Stories that didn&#8217;t add up, half truths and a change in the way she talked to me. And it finally came crashing down that night. She has a boyfriend. And his name is Nigel. A mutual friend.<\/p>\n<p align=\"JUSTIFY\">That night at the Globe, she didn&#8217;t talk to me at all, unless I approached her. She turned her back on me lots of times to talk to Nigel. Nigel Nigel Nigel.<\/p>\n<p align=\"JUSTIFY\">Last year, a friend of mine Wesley, was trying to get this girl Mcgee. He wasn&#8217;t having a great deal of success with conversation so he pretty much resorted to making fun of me and since I wanted him to get the girl, I just took it and looked like a fool (we talked about it and are cool about it now).<\/p>\n<p align=\"JUSTIFY\">Once again, tonight, I was the butt of jokes. This time, they were Nigel&#8217;s. And this time, Polly is in on it. They whisper together, ask me a random question and then laugh at my response. When I ask for explanations they just smile at me and then return to whispering to each other. Nigel doesn&#8217;t even acknowledge me by name. As a joke between them, they call me &#8216;Theo&#8217;. No one else really finds this funny. Except for Polly who plays cheerleader and laughs at anything he says. That hurts. And I have no retort. I just sit there and look stupid. I think Nigel has successfully ripped me and Polly apart. We were best buddies for a year and it took him little under a week to undo everything. That fucking sucks.<\/p>\n<p align=\"JUSTIFY\">And everyone knows. My friends, they all know. I am so bad at masking my anger and jealousy. Everyone knows. Nigel is with Polly. And Edo can&#8217;t stand it.<\/p>\n<p align=\"JUSTIFY\">The next day when I call Polly and ask for confirmation that she is with Nigel, she half heartedly answers and promptly changes the subject. I didn&#8217;t just lose someone I love, I have now lost my best friend. She is full of lies. I make her uncomfortable. Any closeness is now gone. I feel like no one.<\/p>\n<p align=\"JUSTIFY\">My star sign that day in the paper said &#8216;5 stars! Today: hang out with your friends&#8217;.<\/p>\n<p align=\"JUSTIFY\">I think its time for me to go.<\/p>\n<p align=\"JUSTIFY\">\n<p align=\"RIGHT\">Posted by <a href=\"mailto:edo@spy-magazine.net\">Edo<\/a> @ 01:45 AM AST [<a href=\"http:\/\/web.archive.org\/web\/20041127042457\/http:\/\/www.spy-magazine.net\/blog\/archives\/00000246.html\">Link<\/a>] [<a href=\"http:\/\/web.archive.org\/web\/20041127042457\/http:\/\/www.spy-magazine.net\/blog\/archives\/00000246.html#comments\">5 comments<\/a>]\n<p><a name=\"comments\"><\/a><\/p>\n<p align=\"CENTER\"><strong>Replies: 5 comments<\/strong><\/p>\n<p align=\"JUSTIFY\">I noted the similarities with you and Becca, Pat. The sad difference is that in 8 months I may well leave Perth to go somewhere different thus making reconcilliation to anything near what we had before, a race against the clock. Plus, Nigel ain&#8217;t going anywhere fast which is pretty much the reason things are in the crapper to begin with.<\/p>\n<p align=\"RIGHT\">Posted by Edo @ 04\/19\/2003 09:55 AM AST<\/p>\n<p align=\"JUSTIFY\">Well, if it is worth anything. When i moved to Canada as you know, i pretty much only hung out with my soon to be girlfriend: Rebecca. When we broke up at grad, i too lost my best friend and girlfriend. I regreted what happened and tried to get her back only to realize i was chasing a dead end.<br \/>\nWhat i did was just moved on completely, made new friends, did different things and concentrated on my studies and work.<br \/>\nSix months later (a long time I know) she attempted to get back in contact with me and now we are close again. So i dont know if this helps but it may be something to think about in your situation.<\/p>\n<p align=\"RIGHT\">Posted by Pat @ 04\/19\/2003 09:48 AM AST<\/p>\n<p align=\"JUSTIFY\">Dan&#8230;thanks for the advice man.<\/p>\n<p align=\"RIGHT\">Posted by Edo @ 04\/19\/2003 09:37 AM AST<\/p>\n<p align=\"JUSTIFY\">Dude. As I see it, you need to fully rip into this Nigel character. I mean, what have you got to lose? Polly as a friend? Too late. I say the next time he makes some smart ass joke, you fully lay into him. You dont even have to be clever&#8230;make fun of any physical imperfections, his intelect..hell, the fact that his name is NIGEL&#8230;.(we actually have a joke in the UK, that we call losers Nigel&#8230;not matter what their name is.)<br \/>\nThen, once he is suitibly stunned and mute from your verbal onslaught, you pick up a beer glass, down it, smash it over his head and walk out.<\/p>\n<p align=\"JUSTIFY\">Thats what I would do&#8230;but then I am a melodramatic, vindictive person&#8230;.Just a suggestion<\/p>\n<p align=\"RIGHT\">Posted by Sam @ 04\/19\/2003 06:56 AM AST<\/p>\n<p align=\"JUSTIFY\">Dude. There&#8217;s not much I can say that would make things better. But when life gets to a stage where beaucoup bad shit happens, the best thing is to keep standing. Wait for life to begin anew.<\/p>\n<p align=\"RIGHT\">Posted by Dan @ 04\/19\/2003 04:39 AM AST<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>&#8220;God, How could things get any worse?&#8221; I actually said this on Thursday morning. It had bothered me that Polly had been dodging me during the week. Stories that didn&#8217;t add up, half truths and a change in the way she talked to me. And it finally came crashing down that night. 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