Have you ever had someone tell you that your life is exactly like a movie? "Oh, you're just like those people from that rom-com, that one where the guy holds the boom box up over his head and you think he's a moron but then you find out he's the same mystery guy you've been talking to on eharmony for weeks and then all of your friends throw a costume party to get the big reveal to happen, you know, THAT movie." OK, maybe not that movie. But some movie. I've had people tell me my life is like a movie -- When Harry Met Sally. Because my best friend is a man. Or was. I mean, he's still a man, he's just not my best friend anymore. Does that mean the movie's not over? Maybe, but I kind of doubt it.
There's an age-old belief that men and women cannot be friends -- as Kissinger said, "too much fraternizing with the enemy." I never found this to be the case in my life. Most of my close friends over the years have been men. I'm comfortable with them, they're comfortable with me, and I have, on more than one occasion, become the extreme confidant of a guy in distress over a relationship or who just liked a chill drinking partner. It's not that unusual for me to be friends with the guy first and meet his girlfriend later -- the guy is almost always the primary friend in the equation.
This has always been the case for me. I have some phenomenal female friends, but there ain't nuthin' like my boys. Maybe this is the case because my closest friend over the last five-plus years was a guy -- my friends were his friends (and vice versa), so when that's the case, there's an extra dose of testosterone comin' atcha.
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