Monday, August 4, 2008

Friends or what?

It's funny, about old friends...

Funny how it happens as well. It might be that you just ran into someone from your past on a street somewhere, or on a train, or find yourself leaning against the same bar one night.

It might be a phone call out of the blue or in this case an
E-mail.

It's weird how some people that you'd never really been close to might turn out, a few years down the line, to be all right. To be the ones you got on okey with.

While others, people you thought at the time wo
uld be your friends for life, or like my Prinsessies say, BFF.

People you had a pact with, and said stupid, soppy stuff to after a few beers. People you felt connected to. They end up being the people causing you headaches later on in life, or just completely disappear.

And Murphy's Law is, that you could never tell the one from the other, the first time you meet them...

I reckon there is always a good reason Y people loose touch with one another. Sometimes it's an effort to keep a friendship going, when geography is against you. But if the friendship is really worth it, you make the effort. Simple as that!

If it's not worth it, you'll let it go, and the other person will think the same as you and will let it go at the same time.

If an effort was made later on to get back in touch, there is a good chance that the one making the effort, wants something!

Which is the case with the E-mail I received.

About 3 ½ years ago was the last time I saw the "friends" in question...

Friday, after all this time, without even a phone call, text message or e-mail, I get an E-mail asking to borrow R600 000-00(£42 000) or ½ of that would also work...

WHAT?


Do I look like the Bank of flippen England??



2 comments:

Muriel said...

Whahaha Ysie dink klink soos 'n grap? Is dit nie dalk 'n grap? Ek sal my dood skaam om geld by iemand te leen. Nee seriously ek kan dit om die dood nie doen nie!!

Wanneer wys jy vir ons al die prinsessies????

ICE said...

Dis waar, glo dit maar...

Daar is al een foto op, maar, sodra ons terug is van Frankryk af...