THE FRIEND$HIP DETECTOR

I was never one of those “know it all girls” that would just correct a word for one of my friends or almost recite the entire concept of a difficult word in primary school, however, I must say that I was able to understand by the age of 5 what a friend was, and I have always been certain that it is NOT a bank account.

At the age of 25 I have realized that not everybody understands the difference between these two.

I recently discovered that some people have what I have called: “a friend$hip detector” They use this sensor to determine if the candidate has enough economic value as to be one of their friend$.

You can tell once they have passed the test because their comments will sound something like this:

“I just came back from lunch with Susan, she is the (insert fancy title) at (insert fancy workplace) we went to (insert fancy restaurant) I did not have to pay for anything. She is the best”

“George is the best of friends. He just bought us a trip to (insert fancy place)”

You can also tell when a candidate failed the friend$hip detector. It often results in comments such as:

“He is just so creepy. Did you see his cheap jacket?”

“Did you see his old car? And he expected me to accept his ride home”

Making friends is today (for these people) is a synonym of gold digging. It is no longer the personality what they want to explore but the possessions.

People with Friend$ip Detectors don’t talk about the human qualities of their so called friends but about the quality of the wallets they own.

As far as I am concerned, I still prefer this concept:

“The proper office of a friend is to side with you when you are in the wrong. Nearly anybody will side with you when you are in the right.”  Mark Twain

I don’t think a bank account can do this for anyone yet…