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Slims · 05-11-2003, 11:13 PM

Only once to speak of, and I lost one of my best friends because of it.

The night before I left for college, I went over to a friends house because his parents weren't home and he was having a couple of people over. He had purchased an ounce of weed earlier that day and was too stoned to walk by the time I arrived.
I took care of him, but did not get very messed up because I had a long drive the next day.

When I left for school, I thought everything was fine. However, it gradually became apparent to me that he was very angry with me, although I didn't know why. When I tried to ask him what he was angry about, all I got were curse words. He wouldn't even listen to me.
After an entire year of this, I found out through somebody else that Steve thought I had *tried* to steal some of his weed.
As the story went, he thought that I had been in the process of taking his pot when another friend, Zack, walked in on it and made me stop. Zack apparently then told Steve about it who just accepted it as fact.

Eventually, Zack told Steve that I hadn't done anything, and that Steve must have dreampt the whole thing, but that didn't matter.

Steve also knew that I am strongly against stealing, esp. from friends.

None of that mattered and he still wont' talk to me today. I think perhaps because he refuses to admit he was wrong.

I just don't understand how one person can have so much hate for something so trivial. If one of my friends stole something from me, I would probably have just told them that I would have given it to them had they asked.

I still get angry when I think about this fiasco, because nothing pisses me off more than not being able to clear my name of something I didn't do.

05-11-2003, 11:13 PM	#21 (permalink)
Slims Eccentric insomniac Location: North Carolina	Only once to speak of, and I lost one of my best friends because of it. The night before I left for college, I went over to a friends house because his parents weren't home and he was having a couple of people over. He had purchased an ounce of weed earlier that day and was too stoned to walk by the time I arrived. I took care of him, but did not get very messed up because I had a long drive the next day. When I left for school, I thought everything was fine. However, it gradually became apparent to me that he was very angry with me, although I didn't know why. When I tried to ask him what he was angry about, all I got were curse words. He wouldn't even listen to me. After an entire year of this, I found out through somebody else that Steve thought I had tried to steal some of his weed. As the story went, he thought that I had been in the process of taking his pot when another friend, Zack, walked in on it and made me stop. Zack apparently then told Steve about it who just accepted it as fact. Eventually, Zack told Steve that I hadn't done anything, and that Steve must have dreampt the whole thing, but that didn't matter. Steve also knew that I am strongly against stealing, esp. from friends. None of that mattered and he still wont' talk to me today. I think perhaps because he refuses to admit he was wrong. I just don't understand how one person can have so much hate for something so trivial. If one of my friends stole something from me, I would probably have just told them that I would have given it to them had they asked. I still get angry when I think about this fiasco, because nothing pisses me off more than not being able to clear my name of something I didn't do. __________________ "Socialism is a philosophy of failure, the creed of ignorance, and the gospel of envy, its inherent virtue is the equal sharing of misery." - Winston Churchill "All men dream: but not equally. Those who dream by night in the dusty recesses of their minds wake in the day to find that it was vanity: but the dreamers of the day are dangerous men, for they may act out their dream with open eyes, to make it possible." Seven Pillars of Wisdom, T.E. Lawrence