I used to have a friend that I’d always have to pick up when we would hang out at my place (they didn’t have a car). Either I’d pick them up or a mutual friend would who was also hanging out that day. We both had the same routine for the guy without a car.
We’d text them 30 minutes before we left saying we were leaving in 30 minutes, text them when we left (which was a 20 minute drive), and then we’d text them when we got there. They’d not be ready for 30 minutes or more a lot of the time. Eventually we told them that if we wait 10 minutes we’re leaving without them and not hanging out that day.
The first time I left without them I got a text an hour and a half later from them saying that they just came out and wanted to know where I parked. Literally 90 fucking minutes after I left they messaged me. The text that they sent me when I got there was “Awesome! Be right out.” And they expected me to wait 90 fucking minutes for them after that.
We left without them over a dozen times (not consecutively) before we stopped hanging out with them for different but related reasons. A complete lack of mutual respect and a complete lack of respect from them towards others.
I haven’t spoken to them in years and it still makes my blood boil at times thinking about them.
Good call on that.
It can be hard to stop associating with someone who you called friend. But sometimes it needs to be done.