So the other day, we are taking a friend out to lunch to celebrate her birthday and we were hopping into my car. (All my other friends have significantly cooler cars, but my not-so-cool mini van holds all of us so we are climbing into mine.) The conversation I heard was this --
"We don't all need to sit in the back seat"
"I thought Suzanne was going to sit in the front seat"
"Now why does Suzanne get the front seat?"
"I don't know, I guess because she is Cindy's primary friend"
"Hey, I think my feelings just got hurt"
"So, Cindy, who is actually your primary friend? . . . and I hope you answer correctly"
All I said was "what direction to the restaurant?" and all of a sudden I am embroiled in a conversation about to who is actually my 'primary' friend.
Ok, shannon, let's lay it all out on the table.
I am obviously not Shannon's primary friend because we all know she has a twin that takes priority over us all. We all count the two of them as one. But we all also know that Shannon would expect everyone to consider her their primary friend. (back me up on this girls, am I right about this?)
On the other hand, I have been friends with Suzanne for almost 25 years. Yet just the other day I overheard another girl tell Suzanne she couldn't attend her party, so Suzanne immediately turned to me and asked if Dave and I would like to attend her party -- obviously a second choice. . . hmmm.
Then again, I have such a multplicity of friends far and wide across this neighborhood, this state and, well, across this great country of ours that I couldn't possibly have time to list them all, or possibly rate them all.
What is the ettiquette of friendship priority?
I need some rules on this, Shannon. I need a response here, or a full post on your blog. Help me out on this one.