I have come to the realization with many of my friends that our friendship simply was meant to be.  If  that was not the case, there is no way we would be friends today.

Here are a few examples:

Joshy.  Also a writer for the Tipping Glass, Josh and I met in September 2005.  The only thing is, he does not remember that meeting.  He was so focused on some other chick that the fact that I even existed escaped him.  It wasn’t until about three months later that we began to get to know one another, and when his midnight phone call was the only redeeming factor about my launch into 2006 – a year which became one of the best of my life – we became great friends and have been ever since.

Sarah.  My brother hooked Sarah and I up as roommates for my senior year of college.  Our first meeting was pretty much the most awkward situation I have ever experienced.  We both thought we were going to be miserable, but there was no way out.  Every conversation we had for a whole summer was torture.  Then, after no more than 48 hours living together, we realized that our mutual awkwardness was actually the catalyst which would catapult us into a kind of friendship we had never experienced.

Ben.  I can count at least 3 if not 4 very awkward and strange situations Ben and I experienced together before we became friends.  From a conversation where neither of us remembered the other one but we both thought the other one knew us, to a long and strange dance at Ghostriders, most would say we would never be friends.  One conversation turned it all around, and after that – until I met my husband, I’m pretty sure everyone we knew thought we were dating.

Brittany.  She was to be one of my roommates freshman year, and we both thought that the third, Kathryn, was going to be awesome but we were sure that we would hate each other.  The first day of school revealed that we were dead wrong – Brittany and I hit it off immediately, and Kathryn was a bit on the strange side.  Neither of us have heard from Kathryn (whose initials happened to be KKK) since she moved out two weeks into the semester, but Brittany sang at my wedding.

So, the moral of the story is, don’t assume that your first impression about someone is correct.  Sometimes friendships blossom rather than hit you square in the nose.

No related posts.