Friendships aren’t suppose to die off, and the one made with this jerk sure didn’t. Eugene has once again set foot on this island, after what seemed to be a duration long enough for people to change. Or not.
Talk about being original, who could beat this friend of mine who would easily top my ‘greatest asshole friends’ list? The first thing he did when he came into my room was bathe, and for something which seems so normal, something that doesn’t seem to have any room for creativity to create an impression, it takes somebody like him. Being in the toilet for 5 secs, he opened the door all of a sudden to ask me, “thur thur, how the fuck do you shower?”
He turned on the tap, and instead of water gushing out of the shower head, which was expected, the water came out from the washing basin’s tap instead. I have stayed here for close to a year, how the fuck did that happen? Fortunately the problem was solved shortly after some trial and error with the different switches and knobs.
For the rest of the time, we had conversations that probably no one else would’ve had, something that was unique to our group of friends, something that barely anyone who doesn’t share our lingo would understand. Just like old times…catching up couldn’t have been more natural.
