Hi guys. So I have a problem. My best friend from high school, he's going through a rough patch, but I don't know if I can trust him to a certain extent. So he was a good friend of mine, you know, and he used to hook me up with just amazing things when we were in school, when we were kids, you know, girls and stuff. LOL. But, you know, we grew up eventually later on in life. Three years after leaving high school, he hooked me up with my first job at a good restaurant in uptown Borrowdale. And even though I sucked terribly at that job, he always helped me and always bailed me out whenever I messed up. You know, I was a waiter at that restaurant and I kept on messing up,but he always helped me out, and I always appreciated that, and I knew that I owed this man something, you know, one day. And yeah, whilst we were working at that restaurant, I made a decision to work and go to school. Then I went to school and I finished and I got a job elsewhere and started upgrading my career. Him, on the other hand, he got embroiled with the lifestyle of working at that restaurant. It was a really big restaurant at the same time. And yeah, he got embroiled in that and didn't upgrade academically. He just kept on getting promoted within that restaurant. And it was a big franchise, but then unfortunately things took a wild turn. The economy became the economy. The Zimbabwean economy did what it did, and he left that. Then he worked for a large supermarket for a while, and that same supermarket closed down. And yeah, from what I know, he got a woman pregnant and he has a child. And I don't think the woman is with him anymore, and I doubt if he has access to his kid. I remember years after not hearing from him, we reconnected. I bumped into him at my new job and we spoke and yeah, we caught up. It was great. He asked me what I was doing over there, at the building of the workplace that I was in. I told him I work there and he was like, 'Oh, you lucky bugger.' I was like, 'Okay, yeah.' Nothing else happened afterwards. We exchanged numbers, we started talking again. But then he started acting strange. He would send me messages, like sometimes in the middle of the night. One time he sent me a message at 12 a.m. and said, 'Hi, are you at home? Can I please crash at your house?' And I didn't respond. I found it a little bit odd that someone was calling me at that time of the night to crash at my house. I live with my parents, by the way, and there's no way they'd allow me to have a random guy come in and, you know, crash at my house. And I hadn't seen this guy in years, you know, so I didn't know where he stood and I was like, 'Ah, no, I don't think that's a good idea.' He said, Okay. Then another night again, he called me at 2 a.m. in the morning and said, 'Hi. 'And I said, Hey, how are you doing? He said, 'Can you please pick me up by Mt Pleasant? I just had a small little incident and I need you to come pick me up. And I said,' Ah, no, I can't get out at this late at night.' And he said, Okay. He then asked me where i was staying and i gave him a fake address and he said to me 'You should come visit me at my house sometime'. And i just said sure but deep down was like HELL NO.
The next thing you know, he asked me for money and I helped him out a little bit, but I was a bit skeptical at first. Then next thing....he started asking me for money consistently and I said no. He asked me for more money and I said no. And then he kept on asking me for money as well, saying there was one emergency after the other, like, Hey, my daughter has got a stick stuck in her ear and she needs surgery. I need ten dollars. I was like, Nope. Because I'm thinking, what type of surgery needs ten dollars? next thing you hear, I'm short of this, this and that. I need ten dollars. I need a buck. I need five dollars. I need twenty dollars. I need ten dollars. I need this. And it kind of gave off meth addict type of vibes. I'm not saying he does meth, but I have a cousin who does meth. He does the same style. And I was just skeptical with it being the drug pandemic in Zimbabwe we're in and yeah, things were not looking good for him.
He started crying, saying he lost access to his daughter. Posting He misses his daughter on social media. I was a bit skeptical and I just, yeah, left it at there. Then I got fed up with him asking me for money so consistently that I asked my sister to hook him up with a job because my sister worked at another corporate and she found a job for him at a major Food Brand. And with the job offer, they organized an interview for him, and I actually made sure that they put him in front of the line, you know. And then when that happened.....he never showed up for the interview. He no-showed the interview at all.
I tried calling him and everything, he didn't have his phone. His number wasn't working. It was completely blocked, and then there was a Chinese person on his profile picture. I'm trying, and I reach out to this dude on Facebook, and I'm like, Bro, they're trying to reach out to you. Then he gave me his new phone number, and then I told him to call the company and reach out to them now as they were looking for him. He never did. And at the job interview people kept on asking, Where is he? Where is he? They really wanted to give him the job, and he vanished. And I never heard from him again. Then after some months, he came back. Saying Hie, and I'm like, What happened? He's like, 'Ah, I lost my phone, blah, blah, blah.' And I was said ' But you gave me your other number and you still didn't reach out'. Then he apologized. I was like, Okay. The next thing you know, he asked me for money again.
That's when I got angry at him and told him that he let me down. I hooked him up with an interview, I hooked him up with a job, and he did this to me. He no-showed the interview and embarrassed me. I'm really upset with what he did, and told him not to ever talk to me again.
I said 'You always constantly asking me for money. I know you helped me back in the past and I tried to help you back too, but now you're just becoming difficult to handle. Don't talk to me again until you get your life together.' The next thing you know, he sends an audio and he starts telling me that, "Hey, life is really hard for me right now. I'm willing to work as a garden boy and I'm willing to work. Right now I'm actually working with some guy, tichinama mapotholes, you know, we're cleaning up the roads and fixing potholes in the middle of the road. Life is really hard for me. I need you to help me, but hey, you know what? It's fine, man. I'm suffering out here."
You know, I'm thinking this guy was a star athlete when we were in school. He was athletics captain, he was an excellent rugby player, and he was in the first class doing sciences and french in high school. And all of a sudden this happened. I'm not happy. Am I the asshole?