This entry shows the worst side of yours truly. I need a space to bitch right now so spare me the nice girl impression just for this post.
It happened 2 weeks or so ago. But I can’t stop talking about her, not even after I grumbled about it to Panda and a senior colleague. I can’t stop thinking about what this friend did that make me so undeserved and feel like I’ve been taken for granted, all in one night. I’m an all or nothing person. I rarely spend my hard ass earned money on just a particular friend, but I thought we really had good times together whenever we’re out for a drink or movie so I thought, why not? We’ve known each other for years, since secondary school, though we only start meeting often recently.
The intention was to treat her a nice dinner since it was her birthday, though I didn’t directly mentioned to her that it was going to be a treat.
So I picked her up from home, which is quite a distance from my place, drove us all the way to somewhere nice for dinner. She had a few complains about some mosquito harassing her legs and not enough side dishes that she ordered more. I was quite taken aback by her sudden ravenous appetite. That, fine, though I didn’t see it coming.
The bill came and I paid it, and really, I honestly don’t mind to foot the bill as long as I know she enjoyed the dinner. She was quite delighted, but not as ecstatic in the face as I thought she would. That, fine, too, knowing that I had a nice, wholesome dinner myself.
It wasn’t until I send her home, and right before getting out of the car she asked hesitantly about the bill and whether she should pay half of it. I said that’s all right and she just got off the car and waved goodbye. That’s it.
Like, hello, where’s my thank you??
I just… I don’t know if I’m the one at fault here for having this expectation of her thanking me for a nice dinner. That’s the very least of courtesy you can do for someone who’s willing to treat you, right? No? Will someone please educate me here??
Ever since that incident, I started counting down the times I had to pick her up from her place just so we could go to the malls together. She has a driving license and said that she occasionally drives her dad’s 4WD and at the same time telling me that she doesn’t have transport to go the mall whenever I invited her out for movies. Bullshit. And damn I’ve been treated like a convenient doormat all this while.
Worst, we have arranged a trip to CH, weeks before I discovered her true colors. I seriously want to back out from ruining this wonderful trip I’ve been planning for months because of her.
I know I shouldn’t feel this way, bitching about her to the world. Good friends don’t do that, but this won’t do any justice to myself either. I’m now turning into this evil person who pretended everything is all right in front of her and bitch behind her back. I really can’t get over it. Help!!