The week my best friend charged me for gas money after 8 years of free rides
Found out on a Tuesday in Boise that the friendship only worked because I was the one driving everywhere, and when I asked her to split a $40 tank once, she called me petty and blocked me, so now I just pay for parking downtown instead of pretending favors are free.
pretending favors are free" is such a real line, I felt that one in my wallet. My version of this is being the guy with a truck, so every friend suddenly needs help moving a couch at 7am on a Saturday. I started telling people my truck only runs on premium and pizza, and weirdly the couch requests dried up. Guess the friendship was leased, not owned.