That One Time with Coffee & a Crazy Friend

one crazy friend and coffee

I have this friend who, upon hearing days and days ago about my pay raise, decided to make it one of his life’s missions to demand a coffee treat and promptly launch a countdown. For days, his text messages hounded my cell phone. My phone received relentless reminders like, “15 days! Hahaha!” and “14 days!” and so on.

This post is for everyone here who has at least that one crazy friend who pulls stunts like that one I just mentioned. You ever wonder why you even put up with them? Why you don’t just do both yourself and your friend a favor and admit them a to psychiatric facility? A nice psychiatric facility, of course. And preferably one with cute employees, so your visit would be hitting two birds with one stone: You get to visit your friend AND there’s always eye candy.

So my friend and I met yesterday. And because my phone is new, I decided to test its video for Snapchat. Only, our video never made it to Snapchat. It was both our first time to create one. I manned (manned!) the filming (filming! My words are killing me.) and because I rarely indulge in this sort of… sorcery? Hat trick? Sleight of hand? The point is that I am not used to taking a photo of myself, let alone a video. So it took me a couple of tries. The first few times, I realized I wasn’t even recording AT ALL. The other times, my friend refused to publish it and told me to delete them because he didn’t “look good.” (His words, not mine.) I ended up with two videos which weren’t in Snapchat because the internet connection was just terrible, awful. I managed to upload them in my Instagram account, though. Disclaimer: If you watch the videos, I am in no way responsible for your nightmares. Also? You’ll hear my voice. In which case, I AM VERY SORRY.

Crazy friends. They can be exasperating at times but you have to admit: Your life is a lot more interesting and fun AND funny with them around. Their spontaneity and own special brand of nuttiness makes your friendship richer and exciting.

If you have crazy friends, you have everything.

Plus, I think it’s really cool that I get to hang out with this guy and still be myself. And everything is platonic. He’s not attracted to me; I’m not attracted to him. He sees the good and bad in me and does not hesitate to speak up about it when he feels I need to hear it. And he treats me to McDonald’s, even if it’s just spaghetti and coffee. WhileΒ he insisted that I treat him to an expensive coffee. What more could you ask from a crazy friend, right?


P.S. Speaking of crazy friends: A few of my officemates decided to invade my phone and posted photos in my Instagram and videos / selfies in my Snapchat. With captions! πŸ˜€


Published by Anna

Awed/delighted/floored with anything horror. Indulges in (dark) chocolates, blogging, writing, and reading. Attracted to the offbeat and the quirky / the odd and the strange / the weird and the eerie.

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