We all know people who bring down the mood and make us unhappy. When they disappear, things get much nicer!
Don’t be mad, I’ll be there too. Not in the cage but laughing at you.
There’s a fine science to the number of texts you need to pretend to be friendly before asking someone for a favor.
The number of friendly texts is in direct coloration to the task at hand. If you need help moving, it’s going to take a lot of texts.
That annoying moment when you just missed a call, and you immediately call that person back, but he’s doing the same, so you both get voicemail, and this happens 3 times in a row so you both decide...
Consider yourself slapped.
This would be why some of my friends seem a little stupid.