Don’t ask me why, but there are just some people that you will do anything for, no matter what. I got a call yesterday. A friend had just been dumped by her stupid fucktard boyfriend (they had been dating for a year). She didn’t come right out and say what was wrong or what had happened but I knew when she asked what I was doing I knew that it wasn’t as important as what we were about to do. She needed to get her stuff out of his house. ASAP.

I was there in 25 minutes with an empty car. An hour later we had both cars full. She was free. We left before either of us did something we might regret. There were a few judgment calls made on whether or not to take the laundry detergent or some of the food in the fridge.

After unloading both cars, we went out for drinks and talked for a long time about failed relationships. We pondered whether it was ok to be angry/jealous because so many people we know are in the perfect relationship. We wondered how many failed relationships a person must survive to get to the good stuff.

All of this from a friendship that almost didn’t happen. You’d never believe that when I first met her I was determined to hate her. All because of a stupid boy. Lucky for us, Megan changed my mind.