There Was This Guy

There was this guy called Bob. No, he wasn't just Bob, he was BOB.

You knew, when the word came up, exactly the picture of BOB. You never had to ask. You might have snickered, from time to time, but Bob was JUST BOB. Not Robert. Never a schmuck. Somehow you knew it, although you may have privately thought "Bob is a schmuck."

But you know what? You always knew that Bob was  not a schmuck. Bob actually never fucked you. Think back. He was there when it counted, even in his lame way, according to you. Yeah, sure, he fucked you when you were out of cash and he gave you $100 for what now is a $2,000 guitar.

Yeah, sure, he was an arrogant jerk a lot of the time. He always beat you at chess and bragged about it. Bob was an asshole. But he was YOUR asshole. He was better than you at a lot of things and you knew it. How could he not be an asshole? But guess what: now you know he was never an asshole. Bob was a close friend who would have kicked someone's ass for your ass.

That's who Bob is. Think about it. Process it. Find your Bob.