It’s A Miracle That I Have Any Friends

I often times look around at my group of friends and I start to wonder how I have any.

Seriously, how on earth do I have any friends? I’m all weird and poor and needy and crazy. I am crazy. I mean seriously, there is no beating around the bush on that one, there is definitely something a little off kilter about me and I’ll be the first one to admit it.

Why yes, I did go shopping with my friend like this.

I mean really, I can’t believe that anyone would willingly venture into public with me these days.

For example, I offered to do a little shopping for a local women’s shelter. When I got the list of what they needed me to buy, I was a little…unprepared. Even as a woman, this was going to be a little embarrassing.

So, I figured, if I was going to be embarrassed, why be embarrassed alone? I invited one of my guy friends to go shopping with me. What I neglected to tell him was that we needed to purchase 200 rolls of toilet paper, 50 boxes of tampons, and 30 packages of pads. Lovely. This won’t be uncomfortable at all. AT ALL.

As we are walking through the store, I nonchalantly walked into the feminine product aisle and started loading up the cart. Oh my gosh if you could have seen his face! I have to give the guy credit though, I think he handled it better than I did. As I’m pushing a cart positively exploding with tampons and toilet paper, I made a distinctive point not to make eye contact with anyone around me. He, on the other hand, is loudly commenting on my impending purchases.

When we got to the check out line the teenage-boy-cashier’s eye’s about popped out of his head. Let me tell you, it felt like I had the equivalent of a Mary Poppin’s cart as I piled endless amounts of tampons and pads onto the conveyor belt. When the cashier boy had rung the last item though, my guy friend grabbed a few bars of chocolate, threw them down at the register, and said to the cashier, “here, I might as well just get these now because she is going to need them.”


Also, this is why he is my friend.

Thankfully my friends are not all that normal themselves…Ring of flowers head flair while driving anyone?

Some of my best friends came from me randomly asking my daughter’s teacher to go dancing or giving my number to another mom at the park, but sometimes, sometimes the crazy people find me first. I once got a job offer while getting a mammogram. Like literally, WHILE it was happening. Sister lady had my titty all smashed into her smashing machine and she was like “hey, I know this is awkward for me to ask you when we just met, but you have great energy, are you looking for a job” and I’m all “lady, that is not why this is awkward.”

The problem though is that these people have no idea that my “great energy” is really just a great impression which is masking all of the CRAZY that is going on inside. Oh no, they have no idea. Don’t let my friendly facade deceive you; one minute you are teaching my daughter math and the next minute I am asking if I can come over and Saran Wrap your cat.ย Look at poor Mr. Attorney Man; he takes my divorce case and suddenly I’ve sucked him into my blog and my nonprofit and who knows what other crazy schemes I will come up with for this poor man.

Any of my guy friends want to partake in a facial? I’m sure Mr. Attorney Man would also appreciate if I point out that this is NOT him. Or is it…..? Sorry to disappoint, but it is not.

So how long does it take to meet me before realizing that I’m a little bit twisted? Eh, not all that long. I’m friends with the receptionist at the chiropractic office that I clean and a couple of months ago a new girl joined the office staff. Last week we decided to grab lunch together.

It really wouldn’t be nice if I only shared pants with one receptionist.

Lunch was nice; she turned out to be really sweet, albeit a bit flighty, but she was exactly my kind of crazy. Somehow the conversation turned to sex and let me tell you, this girl held back no details. None. At. All. Noneatall. I was actually blushing and I’m not sure that has ever happened before.

As we were walking back to my car I mentioned that I teach strip, to which she replied “nuh uh, no way prove it.” ย Naturally I accepted the challenge and broke out into my stripper walk. We both burst out laughing and then we noticed a guy standing on the sidewalk with his jaw literally hanging down to the pavement; and then we laughed harder. Me, being the socially graceless person that I am, suddenly felt the need to wink at him and lift up the front of my shirt.


Alternately trying to breathe through our nearly unbearable laughter and still walk, we stumbled back to the car. As we were pulling out of the parking lot we realized that he was STILL standing on the sidewalk with his jaw hanging open. Me, still beingย the same fun socially graceless person that I am, pulled directly up to him, rolled down the window, blew him a kiss, and then drove away.

Something is clearly wrong with me.

These poor friends of mine, they just have no idea what is about to behold them when they try to befriend me. One minute they are minding their own business and the next they are attending indoor beach parties,ย mustache parties, and stripping in a parking lot.

I will give them credit though, they play an equal game. I was in the car with a friend a short while ago and she pulled into a drive through backwards. Like instead of pulling up to the menu, then the cashier window, and then the pick-up window, she drove right up to the cashier window so that I, on the passenger side, was against the window. We were completely backwards.

I am looking at her like she has absolutely lost her mind as the fast food attendant sticks her head out the window and attempts to talk to my friend as though she isn’t the complete idiot that she clearly is. “Um…you came in backwards.You need to back up and pull around the other way.”

Without even missing a beat my friend yells “Oh I’m so sorry! Ok, I’ll back-up.”

Oh she backs up all right, she backs the car around the ENTIRE building ending us up exactly where we started and still facing the wrong way, passanger side still against the window.

She rolls the window down and says “Ok, I backed up! Can I order now?”

The poor attendant was so confused she just went with it. As we pulled away I was just about to make my friend pull over and take a Breathalyzer when she says “I don’t know whose face was funnier, yours or hers!”

I guess it really does take one to know one, huh? I’ll never forget the time I was walking around the mall with a friend when we passed a store that had a big sign on it that said “store closing. Everything on sale, Entire store must go!”

My friend walks in, grabs a shopping cart, and walks up to the cashier. “Hi! I’d like to buy this.”

“Buy what?” says the cashier.

“Buy this. I’d like to buy this” repeats my friend.

The cashier leans across the conveyor belt, looks into the cart, and in between smacking her gum she replies “I don’t see anything.”

“You can’t see the cart?” exclaims my friend. “I want to buy the cart” she says and then says nothing else at all.

“You want….to buy….the cart” says the cashier, clearly trying to process what is going on.

“Yea! I really think that it is going to be helpful in getting my groceries from my car and into my apartment. I’ll just chain it up outside with my bike.”

The cashier is clearly out of her element at this point. “Um….the cart is not for sale.”

“Well if the carts not for sale, then that’s false advertising because the sign says ‘everything in the store on sale and must go.’ I found this in the store.”

The cashier stood there for about three minutes and then she went into the back to call her corporate office.

Well what do you know, the cart is for sale! It’s only $175 dollars. Sweet deal!

“Oh shoot says my friend. I didn’t think about how I was going to get this to fit in my car. Yea, it’s not going to fit. Well thanks anyways” she says before grabbing my arm and pulling me out of the store.

So I guess the question really isn’t “how do I have any friends?” but more like “how on earth did people with such a high caliber of weirdness happen to all find each other?

Where is the weirdest place you have ever met a friend? Have you done anything with your friends that makes them wonder why they still allow you to hang out with them? What about the strangest job offer you have ever received?

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  • Anonymous
    July 25, 2014 at 10:14 am

    Ha ha that is funny about the shopping cart! Are the racks and light fixtures for sale too? You sound like you have really great friends ๐Ÿ™‚ I don't have as much spunk as you, so the only unusual friend I've made was an older stranger from an art class, by chatting him up for no reason. ๐Ÿ™‚

    • NotMyShametoBear
      July 27, 2014 at 3:10 pm

      While the store worker was looking for the number to corporate, my friend was LOUDLY commenting on how one of the shelving systems would fit beautifully in her closet haha.

      It’s good to pick up random stranger friends!! Yay for outgoing people!

  • Anonymous
    July 25, 2014 at 1:11 pm

    I think you and your friends are an EXCELLENT fit! Keep up the good work! And of course, I'm now off to drive backwards into a drive through, because why not?

    • NotMyShametoBear
      July 27, 2014 at 3:10 pm

      Yea, why not?


  • Anonymous
    July 25, 2014 at 2:41 pm

    I met one of my best friends in the bathroom at a rave years and years ago. I can't believe one of my friends is still friends with me because I accidentally texted him one morning because he had the same name as a one-night stand I had had the night before. The text said “I'm sorry, I just can't do this, I was drunk, I don't even completely remember what happened last night.” At first he was like, “what are you talking about?” Then I realized, horrified, that I had texted the wrong person. He just said, “You know, we've all been there, and I just happened to witness one of the times you're there.” He didn't judge me at all. ๐Ÿ™‚ I once got a temp job through a nanny/child care agency to drive this woman and her kids around because she had gotten a DUI. She offered me to keep working for her after the 4 day stint was up, but I had had about enough of being drunk mom's chauffeur.

    • NotMyShametoBear
      July 27, 2014 at 3:10 pm

      Haha!! I’d like to have enough money just to be able to afford a chauffeur! Geesh that’s crazy.

      Love the drunk text haha!!!

  • Mzfuzz
    July 26, 2014 at 12:51 am

    LOL Love this, Eden. I think the best friends we have compliment our particular brand of crazy. I'd love to share some of my stories, but I don't think the statute of limitations is up yet. That, and everybody thinks people in my profession are so dang serious, I don't want to disabuse anyone of the notion.Craziest job offer-this is no shit-a pimp offered to make me his “bitch.” It was awesome. I was also solicited to be the assistant to the Black Leprechaun, whose only job was to go around to the other crazy street people and curse them with either small genitalia (for the gents), or dried out genitalia (for the lucky ladies). I politely declined both offers, I'm afraid.I hadn't read your Catster/Dogster articles. Absolutely hilarious. I MUST tell you the story about the time I was in training and went into a house filled with chihuahuas (seriously, there was like 25 of the little buggers), only to find that my trainer (a huge, 6'4″, 240lb muscle-bound gentleman) stayed quivering in terror on the porch. Or the time one of my coworkers was attacked by a parakeet. Or the time I went to check on a pitbull running loose and instead found a 1500 lb Longhorn bull. Good times.

    • NotMyShametoBear
      July 27, 2014 at 3:10 pm

      You mean you DIDN’T want to be someone’s bitch? Isn’t that what every little girl dreams of being when they grow up?? That could be a missed opportunity there girl!! ๐Ÿ˜‰

      Hahaha about the bull! Um…does someone need glasses or did you just happen to come across the bull while looking for the pitbull? What exactly do you do with a 1500 lb bull….

  • Anonymous
    July 26, 2014 at 10:18 pm

    Hi Eden,As always…great story!It seems like a long time since I've been here…Hell, yeah, it has been along time. I don't even know what's going on in your life anymore. I scanned a few days ago, and it sounds like you have a love interest :)I hope all is well.I hope the non-profit is going excellent. By this article, it sounds like it is (should have put 3x the chocolate bars as tampons packs in your basket…perhaps a few more even – I love your friend's sense of humour! – I thought the same thing before I got to the punch line!)I used to read and comment often…but because of life circumstances, (it feels like life just gave me a huge slap in the face) I haven't even been able to read and keep up with your blog. I feel so out of touch ๐Ÿ™ You were the author that got me into reading blogs(I NEVER did before I landed here), because of what I was looking up on the Internet at the time…and I've loved being here ever since.I love that you are helping women…like you've helped meI feel reading for me is crippling at this time of my life, and I can't keep up.It's not all bad…rest assured ๐Ÿ˜‰ But many things are going on, and I know it's all for good, in the end.Anyway, I think one of the last comments I left with you is to ask if you were aware of Scary Mommy…has anything become of that? I think you would be an awesome candidate…especially your mother related articles. Please consider it. You are such an awesome writer…mean it.Eden, you have a special place in my heart, and I think of you often, even if I'm not here. I know how hard and cruel life can be, and I also know how much good it has to offer ;)Hang in there Kiddo…and I wish you all of the success in the writing world…don't forget that gift you have.Much Love,Nathaliexoxoxox

    • NotMyShametoBear
      July 27, 2014 at 3:10 pm

      I’m sorry to hear that things have been a bit crazy by you! Feel free to send me an email if you need to chat ๐Ÿ™‚

      I did contact Scary Mommy! They are actually going to be running one of my peices on Tuesday, so look for me! They have another one of mine that they are going to run in November for their Thanksgiving project campaign. Thanks for the tip!!

      I will keep you in my thoughts and prayers. Always love hearing from you and it’s good to know that you still pop over here sometimes ๐Ÿ™‚

  • Anonymous
    July 27, 2014 at 2:38 am

    I love you Eden and I love the readers here. You are all such kind and bright people and strive to have positive and meaningful lives amid hardship and isolation. That is really the best way to live and be as a person, I want to be like you strong women and rise above and not succumb to meanness, craziness, or bitterness. Thank you so much for being here and giving us faith and showing us how to be.

    • NotMyShametoBear
      July 27, 2014 at 3:10 pm

      Awwwww!!! Sweetest words ever!!

      I’m proud of everyone here, you’re right, so many people making the concious choice to not let their past trauma’s destroy them and moving forward with their lives. ๐Ÿ™‚


  • Lotus
    July 27, 2014 at 4:26 am

    Dude, I seriously do stuff like this all the time! Shopping in costume- I mean, in regular everyday clothes that I totally wear all the time- is so fun. My friends have way too many pictures of me doing crazy things. Luckily, I'm not embarrassed by them or they would be some good blackmail material! You and I would totally be great friends if we knew each other in real life- and we'd probably cause lots of trouble ๐Ÿ™‚ you and your friends sound hilarious!

    • NotMyShametoBear
      July 27, 2014 at 3:10 pm

      Haha!! I want to see some pics!!!

      Good for you, letting your crazy flag fly out in the open haha.


      Could you imagine us together in public? We would take over the world!! (or at least scare people off the continent)

  • Mzfuzz
    July 27, 2014 at 8:28 pm

    Welll…I DID think about being someone's bitch for a second, but I thought “princess” sounded better.As to the bull…I think what happened is that the person on the phone to the dispatcher said “big pull” and the dispatcher heard “pit bull.” As to what you do…..I chased it back to the gate, but before I could get the gate open, he jumped back over the fence into his pasture. lol

  • nichole jenkins
    July 3, 2015 at 7:56 am

    My hilarious husband dies goofy stuff like the shopping cart. When we go through the Wendy's drive thru he almost always asks some crazy question about if he can get some extra Wendy with that? Or he orders everything in a crazy accent. I sometimes forget how much he makes me laugh. He lives to crack our kids up. ( they are almost all teenagers ). You remind me of all his good qualities abd how he broke his horrible family cycle. And that makes need love you more too.

    • NotMyShametoBear
      July 3, 2014 at 3:11 pm

      Sounds like a fun guy to be around! Someone who can make you laugh just makes life happier ๐Ÿ™‚

  • Anonymous
    March 8, 2017 at 6:58 pm

    I'd love to do all the weird funny stuff you do. I wish I could find friends that would want to do it too.

    • NotMyShametoBear
      March 20, 2017 at 3:11 pm

      Haha, I think that I just turn my friends weird. They know they can’t escape me, so eventually the just give in ๐Ÿ˜‰


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