My good friend is really cool. He’s basically a super nerd scientist guy. Despite having a ton of knowledge, he’s humble af, I’ve known him for years before I knew how high his educational qualifications go.
My friend just married someone with a nice job and a bougie family. I’m happy for my friend, I couldn’t give a fuck if all her convos revolve around past holidays, resorts, and pricey drinks. My friend is happy and and he feels secure with this woman, and I’m glad that things are going well for him.
My friend and his wife keep trying to organise double dates. I guess it feels natural, to bring us into the wider family. But what happens is that the men and women separate and have their own conversations. My gf finds this woman boring af, bragging about all the countries she’s traveled and nice places she’s been isn’t really interesting. I wonder if posh people are so used to talking to service workers and underlings who are required by their job to please them, that they have no idea how fucking boring they are.
I don’t really have close family, and he’s the one friend to reach out to me during my depressive phases and actually care about how I’m feeling. His whole family really, they’ll ask for updates on how I’m doing and I’m sure they’d help with anything if I asked. He’s such a good guy, I’ll put up with a lot from him.
Every once in a while we’ll stumble into a really good conversation and have a blast, but yeah, most of the time it feels like forcing a conversation with my Dad or something.
Ahh yeah that’s fair, seems like a good guy at heart