My wife has odd friends. Actually, the problem is that she will just be friends with anyone. I find this an odd behavior and it bothers me a lot. I'm very picky about calling people my friends. I wrote an essay on this once. The point of it was that you may call 10 people your work with "friends," but if you leave that job how many of those people will still keep in touch? Maybe 2? And how long before they no longer even send emails. I mean, I suppose with the whole facebook thing, you can remain "friends" for as long as you don't delete them, but are they really friends?
Okay, getting way off subject here.
So my wife seems to want to collect people who have some serious issues. There was the dirty fucking hippy who was sleeping on our floor. She was nasty! I mean, she smelled awful, and I said she had to get a shower to stay and she left. When I finally cleaned the area she was sleeping, I found about eight bags from fast food places with half eaten burgers and fries in them... stashed under the layer of blankets. I wanted to vomit to think for that moment that this dirty person who would rather be homeless than clean was sleeping on rotting fast food for at least 2 weeks... fucked up!
Now she has this woman that is leaving her husband who may be a junkie, rapist, and general douche-bag. There are restraining orders and such involved. Very dramatic. So I've been watching her son while she works a few times over the past couple of weeks. He likes to cry in his blanket a lot. He bites. And he eats toys.
Really, once I got out of being a teenager, I admit that I have little interest in getting involved with this kind of shit. But my wife seems to enjoy surrounding herself with these desperately pathetic people and situations. I mean, I hated the drama in high school. I read once that you surround yourself with like minded people. And this is yet one more reason I worry about my marriage.
On the upside, she's not interested in reading any of my work, so she'll never actually read this so I will never be in trouble for this.
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