My commute to and from work has given me a ton to think about. Not that its odd for me to be thinking while driving, since thinking always occurs anyway and the topics usually change. But this topic…hmmmm..how can I say or not say it exactly. So while I do not choose to offend anyone I’m sure I will anyway, but it’s the truth, and I’m willing to accept it if you are.
I’m the first to admit I’m bad at calling people back – yes actually calling people back. I find that time is never enough and I don’t like to talk while driving either, since 90% of this summer I drove with the windows down. (Yes I like the fresh hot humid air thank you.) I can’t talk at work either, everyone can hear everyone else's conversations since the renovation and its horrible. I could call at 12, or 12:30, or 1 pm. I’m not sure how that would work either, depending on who I'm calling. I’m not that bad at responding to emails or messages (I think). I am not on FB 24/7 like some of you are, connected to the world 24/7 with the latest smart phone gadget ( I don’t want to be that accessible and exploit my life). My real friends know how to get in touch with me and know what I’m up to. I can’t access FB at work (not that I would choose to anyway) and I’m not about to run home, log on and see a repeat of what people post everyday. I don’t care if you took little Johnny to the park (again). I really don’t, and I wouldn’t dare post where I’m at on a Friday night in hopes that all 200+ friends of mine might see it to come join me. Heck no! It’s a virtual friendship network and any true friend, again, I’m repeating here, really knows how to get me.
While I’m apologizing, I’ll tread on this plank that I’ve never tread on before (in the virtual world). I’ve lost friends, a ton of friends over the years. Most of which dump me because I don’t have any kids, I’m looked at differently because I’m divorced, no kids. Yeah and? I’m still the same person as I was before, what’s the difference? I admit over the years even when I was married I turned down bar-be-que and party invites for stupid reasons, partly because the ex worked a lot, the drive there, and because we might have had other plans. I would have went alone, in fact I should have. I regret that now, but even if I don’t make your party and I try to meet up with you over the years, at least get back to me (answer an email, a voicemail) and set a date. I’m sorry I don’t have kids, that going to ‘bring your own kid’ parties are frustrating because I can’t fit in with the ‘mommy’ conversations. What would I say anyway “Hi, I’m single, dating and I’m having a great time.”
I’m an hour away from my friends or my friends that choose to disown me, I was always a distance from them no matter where I’ve lived. But that doesn’t mean we couldn’t meet up halfway somewhere. Hey, we’re all busy, technology makes us busy (if we let it), and so busy that we spend 2 minutes uploading a photo to FB when those 2 minutes could have been spent trying to make plans with friends you haven’t seen in a while.