Changing up for a minute on what I hope will be a great Sunday, but I’m hedging my bets.
Have you ever thought about which friend you are to most of your friends? For instance, are you the pretty friend, the funny friend, the movie friend… which are you? You can’t be the best friend for everyone, or maybe you can; is anyone that friend?
To tell you the truth, in my dreams I was always the good looking friend, the one who, when I walked into a room, women gasped because of my presence, Unfortunately, that one wasn’t happening; that was relegated to my friend Felipe. Not often you’ll see me write something like this, but he was a pretty man that women just fawned over. He had the body for it, the smile for it, and he was also a great guy. There was no hating him, and I used to smile each week out at the dance club because she he walked in, women’s heads turned, and guys who had a rap going suddenly noticed the women they were talking to weren’t paying attention anymore. And he always made the “guy” rounds first before letting everything else take place as it was going to; he was just that kind of guy.
I think I’ve changed as time has gone on. In high school, I was the “play” friend, the guy who was always ready to play any sport you could think of. In college, I was the protecting friend, the one who made sure everyone was safe and would step in and take care of problems as needed. These days I’m the smart friend, the one who probably knows at least a little bit of something about lots of things, current or not.
So, which friend are you, or that you believe you are? If you need some time to think, watch this little video, Muppets again, about friends: