On my first night in Chicago I had dinner with my
friends Wayne & Chris. Chris is my "longest" friend. (We decided the term
'oldest friend' is too harmful to our egos).
We've known one another for 31 years. Yes, we met as fetuses. Wayne is
simply stuck with
me in his life by default because of my blatant seniority which, of course, I
flaunt in his face every chance I get.
I've known Chris long enough
that I no longer have to pay her to touch me in public. Chris is a
true friend... she always takes pity on me.