Sometimes you just have to cut your losses. Let me start this by saying that The Boss and I are still friends and he still does business with my roommate, so it’s more complicated than it really needs to be. It is so much easier to move on when you don’t have to confront the situation you are trying to put behind you every day or two. I do feel like he made it more uncomfortable than it needed to be and did not handle it like an adult. Here is where the younger man falls short. It’s a maturity issue. Somebody forgot to teach this kid respect for other people just for the sake of getting through life on a day to day basis, let alone with personal relationships. Not to blame his parents, I don’t know them, but I tend to wonder if they didn’t just give up trying to discipline him because they couldn’t figure out how to deal with him.
I don’t know how to describe him really except to say that he is a user with no conscience. I think he actually might be a sociopath. No, he’s not dangerous or anything, he just somehow got it in his mind that people are disposable. So when he doesn’t want to hang out with a person or talk to them he just disappears. This is where it gets weird with us. He can’t just disappear this time. We have a potential business relationship in addition to the business relationship he has with my roommate. Essentially, it’s potentially going to put a few hundred bucks in my pocket every month, which I could surely use! It will save money for the client, who would be a relative of mine, and everybody wins. I believe he’s good to his word here and won’t screw me over in this case, but I honestly don’t care if it happens or not. If it does, great for me, and if it doesn’t, that’s all fine too. Nobody gets hurt either way. Because of this, we have to talk sometimes, and he is in contact with a family member of mine, which is fine as well. This person isn’t going to enter into this business lightly and just for my benefit, it will only happen if it is a good business decision for him, which makes me happy.
Anyway, with all that said, he also is friends with my roommate and he hangs out at our place from time to time, which is how we met last year. It has always been very casual, but also very consistent. It started out with him coming to hang out with my roommate and then when my roommate would leave to hang out with his girlfriend, he would stay and hang out with me. Eventually he was just coming over to hang out with me whether or not my roommate was home. Next thing you know he’s spending the whole weekend with me. We would stay up for hours and talk and play games of Backgammon, Yahtzee, Trivial Pursuit, Cranium, and etc and yadda yadda yadda. It was fun. Then he started bringing emotion into it. This is where I think he really screwed up. I was totally fine keeping it casual. He decided to bring in feelings and emotions and sweetness and all that garbage. Then what happens, he freaks out worrying that I’m too emotionally attached, which I’ll admit was beginning to happen. To be clear, I never saw this guy as the man I would spend the rest of my life with. However, I was beginning to look forward to hanging out with him, and to see his car outside my house when I got home from work.
So, when he started behaving strangely towards me as I’ve mentioned in the past. All of that nonsense about making me uncomfortable in my own place to the point that I left town for a while, only to return to the same crap and feelings of wanting to leave my own place. I was really upset at first and for a few weeks I was so confused. Why would things change, etc…? Well, it turns out, I don’t care. Once I gave it a little bit of thought, I realized that I’m really not very interested in him other than the company and the entertainment of listening to his long drawn out philosophical ravings. The stuff he would go on and on about, I can’t even begin to tell you about it because it really would end up being a character study that could turn into an hundred page master’s thesis. He would say, oh you make me so happy, you listen to me, and you don’t judge me and you let me be myself. Well, sorry dude, but I think in your haste you forgot these things about me, and now I’m not so interested in listening to you drone on for hours about stuff that means nothing to me. Also, if you’ve found yourself a new weekend backgammon tournament, don’t be so surprised when you find out that a) I have played in other tournaments as well, and b) I won, game over.
