This summer my friend showed me that he truly has no common sense, nor the ability to think things through from beginning to end. Even making a simple decision seemed to be a challenge for him.
It all started when we had made plans to float down the channel on a gorgeous summer day. We had planned to meet at the channel around noon so that we could soak up as much sun as possible with our peers. We all arrived on time except for my friend who, like always, thought that depending on a cellular alarm clock that is set to vibrate would surely wake him up in time (especially after a long night of gaming). After a long hot wait in the sun, he finally shows up two hours late and simply says “I’m sorry. I slept in.” How can he possibly think that is going to suffice for an apology?
After he finished with his lame apology, we blew up our floaties and immersed ourselves in the refreshing waters of the channel. We descended down the channel enjoying our music and each others’ company. As soon as we arrived at the halfway mark we realized we had only been floating for about an hour. It usually takes two hours to get there, but with the current being twice as strong this year due to the run-off we were going twice as fast.
After using the restrooms at mid-way point, we floated the second half of the channel. I decided to jump in the channel and swim with a family of ducks then played fetch with a dog on the banks. We spotted some prairie dogs sun bathing on top of the cement blockades on the highway striking various hilarious poses almost for our entertainment. After reaching the end of the channel we all decided we wanted to go to the beach, but we had a little dilemma. Some of us wanted to float out to the beach by going under the bridge which can be dangerous, the rest of us wanted to walk there so we didn’t have to paddle our way to shore.
After a little argument the majority ruled that we float to the beach. I warned everyone that the current is twice as strong and we have a lot of stuff in our floaties. My friend said,” What’s that suppose to mean?” I then told him,” That means that we are going to have a long hard swim to shore.” My friend then bleatingly said “So!” I shrugged and said, “Okay then”.
We hopped back into our floaties again and went under the bridge which swept us out onto the lake. I then looked at my friend and yelled,” I told you so!” The current felt like swimming upstream in a river because I wasn’t going anywhere. After maybe a good half hour I finally swam to shore with my floaty that was being weighed down by a cooler, clothing, iPod and various other items. Sure enough, after I drag everything to shore, against the current, I see a boat pulling the rest of the group to shore. What ?! My jaw must have dropped to my knees out of disbelief and pure exhaustion.
When everyone else finally gets to shore I look at them and say,” What the hell!” My friend then looks at me with a smirk on his face and said, “Just lucky I guess” and then began to laugh hysterically.
As we were finishing deflating our floaties and packing up, we discovered that one of our peers’ phones got water logged along with the rest of her belongings. She had placed them in my friend’s raft which turned out to have a whole in it and as they were being pulled to shore it was sinking and filling with water. I turned, looked at him and began to laugh until I thought my lungs might fall out. The words “just lucky I guess” came to mind, but I thought it best to keep that to myself given the situation.
All-in-all he proved to me that he has horrible decision making skills or just makes bad choices. I made my own decision that the next time we go down the channel, we get a different raft to put our belongings into and I stick to my guns on what I believe to be the right choice.
