*sigh* I hosted some very special snowflakes on Tuesday. My friend Mikeis moving on Saturday, and I wanted to throw him a going away dinner. He's only been in town for a few weeks and doesn't know very many people but he is a very interesting person having lived in Alaska for a long time and has lots of awesome stories. I invited my best friend (who I may be stepping back from that designation after this), my friend Spooph, and my roommate, Dan, over to meet Mike and have dinner.
My ex-housesitter, Hana, wanted to come over after work to pick some more of her stuff up and drop off some stuff she had for Dan. She was supposed to get to my house around 6, dinner was at 7.
My BFF showed up in a really weird, passive aggressive mood, and Hana showed up at 7:45PM. When Hana showed up, I offered to let her stay for dinner, but I'm not sure I made it clear this was a going away party which was my mistake. Hana said no, but did grab a beer and dessert that I offered and started to talk to Dan and BFF. Mark was trying to tell me a story, but the little group of three were getting louder and louder talking about cars. I looked over and said in a firm voice, "Guys, you're yelling." Hana said, "I'll bet if we were talking about motorcycles you wouldn't care." Mike was crestfallen because it was an awesome story and Dan and BFF had been listening until Hana showed up. I now owe Mike an apology and Hana and BFF are on the "Maybe I Need to Cool the relationship Off" List.
I talked to my BFF today and told him I was tired of my friends being really selfish. He apologized, but I don't think he'll be over for dinner for a while. Hana won't be invited over for a while either. GRR