It was one of the strangest things really. I was asked if I would come to a friend's farewell BBQ last Saturday. I was not interested at all since I knew that my throat won't be able to take it at the moment. Knowing that I just recovered, BBQ was really a self-destruct.
But I thought that it's a farewell so I went. Guess what? It was a miscommnunication. It was never a farewell. That friend just felt like having a BBQ and last night all who attended was sent an email, asking for the money for the BBQ. So now I turned into one of those who wanted to have a BBQ gathering.
It's certainly not about paying or anything.
It's just kinda funny. I didn't know what I was involved in, not even after I walked away from the event. The whole thing was miscommunication, misunderstanding, misinterpretation, whatever.
It's like making friends with someone for so many years and one day you realize that that person is really someone else, or that friendship is not what you think it is.
But I thought that it's a farewell so I went. Guess what? It was a miscommnunication. It was never a farewell. That friend just felt like having a BBQ and last night all who attended was sent an email, asking for the money for the BBQ. So now I turned into one of those who wanted to have a BBQ gathering.
It's certainly not about paying or anything.
It's just kinda funny. I didn't know what I was involved in, not even after I walked away from the event. The whole thing was miscommunication, misunderstanding, misinterpretation, whatever.
It's like making friends with someone for so many years and one day you realize that that person is really someone else, or that friendship is not what you think it is.
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