Friends House
I got a job in Cambridge and had to move into a shared house where the other 3 knew each other pretty well. The day I moved in, they were all out but I spotted a pile of "Friends" videos in the living room. "Uh oh" thought I.

My worst fears were confirmed. I'd just moved into a new town and the only people I knew were three *desperate" Friends wannabes. By end of the first evening spent getting to know them in the pub, I could see how little we had in common. They couldn't even watch TV for more than five minutes without squealing like teenagers, even though they were well into their twenties. Even the fact that I sometimes bought a paper or wanted to watch the news was met with hoots of derision. It was enough to make you wonder if they realised that Phoebe, Chandler, Ross, Rachel, Joey and Monica weren't real people.

Funny thing was, when I could get one of them alone, there was no problem. It was as if they were afraid to show the others they had brains in case their "Friends" thought less of them.

I'd signed a six-month lease and was counting the days when I could move out, but it turned out that they were all going to leave for various reasons (Cambridge can be transitory place), so I stayed put. But before they all left, I went off on holiday for a month, leaving a note on the fridge saying "anything you find on my shelf is common property". When I returned, a neighbour told me they'd all fallen out over who got my bacon and sausages. How I laughed!
(lolwhites, Sat 28 Feb 2009, 17:18, 2 replies)

"Cambridge can be transitory place"
Oh yes, I'm about to leave it.
( monkeybananaraffle, Sun 1 Mar 2009, 4:19, closed)

Good for you
I never looked back once I got out.
(lolwhites, Sun 1 Mar 2009, 9:19, closed)