They say friendship is a two-way street. Meaning, it runs both directions.
Like friendships, not all streets run both ways. Sometimes you don’t see the signs, and then you accidentally turn down a street that runs only one-way and you’re like, $@#*, and you try to get out of there, but it’s almost impossible.
In friendship, when you come across a one-way street – in this case, a person – you should do the same thing… Look for the signs! If you don’t see the signs (were you even looking for the signs?!), and you accidentally turn down a one way street, check your mirrors, and get the h-e-double hockey sticks out of there… Before you get in a real jam (revealing personal information, etc.). You’re either going to hit a dead end, or get hit in your rear. Either way, it’s a pain in the @$$.
Sometimes you have a “friend” that is much worse than a one-way street… He (or she) is like a freeway. It’s all me, me, me and they only get off the freeway to get more gas. You give them a little gas, and you expect something (like, friendship) in return, but then they just get back on the freeway without so much as a wave. These people often drive BMWs. (In this scenario you were the gas attendant.)
(When there is an emergency, I totally get people behaving like a freeway, and I will happily give them gas, snacks, or a Big Gulp for the road.)
Streets – and friendships – that run both ways are easier to navigate, and much less confusing. You know where you’re going and what to expect. You don’t have to check your mirrors as much, or make any illegal U-turns. You can always find what you’re looking for, and parking is never an issue.
It’s no coincidence that Los Angeles was recently ranked number 4 in the Worst Cities for Car Drivers. There are sooooooooooooo many one-way streets, freeways, and BMWs!