My friends should know better.

I don’t mind being inconvenienced. Especially when I’m asked to do a favor for a friend. Or sometimes, for almost anyone. I’m willing to go out of my way to help people. Even strangers. In distress. In trouble.   But I find it amazing that sometimes even my good friends don’t wanna be inconvenienced. They’d rather not do a favor. Because it’s inconvenient. I try not to impose on people. Even on my best friends. But sometimes, I find it necessary. And convenient. To ask. And I find that with rare exception, my very best friends are willing to be inconvenienced. And if  friends in dire need don’t ask me for help, for fear of inconveniencing me –well, that makes me a little bit sad. They should know better. –Jim Broede