Today's rant/whine/pet peeve: Flakiness
Look, I've flaked out on commitments and things I intimated I'd do but never got to. So have we all. I'm talking about chronic flakiness (CF). CF wrecks friendships, makes you look like a dope who can't be relied upon and on a personal level, makes you feel unsettled.
Case in point: M and I are headed up north for a nice long weekend -- we're taking Monday off and everything. A relative lives on the way to where we're going. I emailed her. I called her. I told her we would be in the area. She called me twice in response, but we played phone tag, and she stopped trying to contact me. Even if we didn't stop by her house, I wanted some 411 on good stuff to do in the area -- she'd know better than me. CF strikes again.
Another example: I have not seen one of my dearest friends in more than a year or spoken to her in six months. I have Christmas and birthday gifts piled up for her and her family in my home office. Every once in awhile, I get a random call from her and a plea that we have to get together, but nothing ever comes of it. My mom sees her in North Station from time to time, as she works in Boston, and you'd think that would kick her in the ass to call me. Nope. God forbid I move away from the Boston area -- it's too faaaah. I've given up trying to contact her.
This chick and I have been friends since the elementary school playground. She played a prominent role in our wedding. I just don't get it.
Flakiness: It's great for baked goods, but not so good for people.
Case in point: M and I are headed up north for a nice long weekend -- we're taking Monday off and everything. A relative lives on the way to where we're going. I emailed her. I called her. I told her we would be in the area. She called me twice in response, but we played phone tag, and she stopped trying to contact me. Even if we didn't stop by her house, I wanted some 411 on good stuff to do in the area -- she'd know better than me. CF strikes again.
Another example: I have not seen one of my dearest friends in more than a year or spoken to her in six months. I have Christmas and birthday gifts piled up for her and her family in my home office. Every once in awhile, I get a random call from her and a plea that we have to get together, but nothing ever comes of it. My mom sees her in North Station from time to time, as she works in Boston, and you'd think that would kick her in the ass to call me. Nope. God forbid I move away from the Boston area -- it's too faaaah. I've given up trying to contact her.
This chick and I have been friends since the elementary school playground. She played a prominent role in our wedding. I just don't get it.
Flakiness: It's great for baked goods, but not so good for people.
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