When you’re down and troubled and you need a helping hand
and nothing, whoa, nothing is going right.
Close your eyes and think of me and soon I will be there
to brighten up even your darkest nights.
You just call out my name, and you know where ever I am
I’ll come running to see you again.
Winter, spring, summer, or fall, all you have to do is call and I’ll be there, yeah, yeah,
you’ve got a friend.
Written by Carole King, Sung by James Taylor
I haven’t had a rant in some time, so I guess I am overdue. Last night I went to dinner with a friend. Well, I think she is a friend, but it remains to be seen. We haven’t seen one another in a couple of weeks and had a great time catching up. Her daughter just started law school in a new state, my daughter is rocking her final year of med school, you know, the run-of- the-mill catch up stuff.
Now my girlfriend is an elected official. She sits on the council of a small suburban community where I lived for ten years. She was, in fact, my neighbor and I met her during her first campaign. I provided some strategy and policy development assistance during her second campaign when she won her race. We get together regularly for dinner, etc. I went to her daughter’s going away party, she always joins my birthday celebrations. Get the picture? About three months ago, I came up with a fabulous idea for the community. It is a business idea in my field of expertise. I told her excitedly during a phone call about my idea and suggested that we work on this together. We needed to meet with two key people, so she said she wanted to run point on this.
OK, I hope this background is making sense. At dinner last night, she talks about having a meeting with the first guy, who isn’t interested and an upcoming meeting with the second guy. WTF?! She never called me about these meetings. Not once during the evening does she mention that we had previously spoken about this idea or that it was my idea. WTF?
I didn’t confront her that evening and came home simply fuming. The Hunter was asleep but he woke up and let me vent to him. He had some great advice about how to have a conversation with her, so tomorrow I plan on calling her to chat about all of this. I simply cannot let this fester – one way or the other it will erode our friendship.
As I sat stewing this afternoon, I go on Facebook and there is another somewhat friend forgetting who helped her – ME! I met this friend when our sons played sports together and we sat on a booster club for several years. She had contacted me for career advice, so I took her out to lunch and spent about 1-1/2 hours discussing her options. She asked for a referral to a specific company, which I provided. She announces on Facebook that she got a job with them. I comment, “Great company, congratulations” and put a winky face. She doesn’t thank me, she simply says, “Yes, all the people here have been really nice.” WTF – where is the “thank you, Maggie, for your great advice. I owe you lunch.”
The Hunter says I need to stop being helpful and nice to people. I guess I need to keep my mouth shut and my wallet in my purse when the lunch check comes. Good grief!!