The weather is improving, and I couldn't think of a better introduction. Anyway, the weather is improving, and that means that the parties, drinking, dancing, and fun are slowly starting. But let's focus on the parties.
You've been to many, you'll go to many more. At every party, you meet the same types of people, who just happen to be dressed in different bodies each time. We know these types, we present them and analyze them.
Tsako.
The Close Friend
The most admirable person you have ever met in your life, the one you want to shake hands with and congratulate. He's the godlike person who doesn't need to bring friends to the party, because he'll simply FIND THEM THERE! He fits in everywhere without being annoying, participates in conversations, is liked by everyone, and before leaving, he arranges to go out with the friends he made at the party. Because he can. The Best Friend may have known you for 40 seconds, but that won't stop him from treating you like he's known you for 20 years and putting #bestfriends in his post.
Bekris
Bekris is the kind of guy who, if “come on, asshole, I'm not drinking anymore” were a sport, would have broken every possible record. He's the kind of guy who, from the moment you thought about throwing a party, knew it would end in disaster, but stubbornly refused to accept the inevitable. Just before he gets drunk, you'll affectionately pat him on the back and say, «Man, please, don't embarrass yourself AGAIN today, keep your dignity for once,» he'll respond indignantly, and in the end, everyone will realize you were right. Except for him, who will blame it all on fatigue and not on the 46-drink cocktail he made himself. The alcoholic who won't admit it. If you don't have one of these at every party, I have bad news for you...
Gikoulas
Mr. Gadget, the Microsoft guy, the one who has a poster of Steve Jobs above his bed and feels obliged to make him proud at every opportunity. He bursts into the party with a selfie stick and DSLR in his hands, not the slightest bit interested in drinking or having a good time, living only for the photos he will upload to social media. In the extreme scenario, you'll hear him talking about Marvel movies and how shitty Suicide Squad was, while every now and then he yells at everyone to gather around for a group photo. He gets endless abuse from those who had laid out the field to grill some meat, and he deserves it and more. He's the same guy who will pester the poor guy who puts on the music to tell him the program and the version and «no, I know a better one.».
The Whistler
Bichis is that likeable guy who always wins our admiration. He's not necessarily handsome, he just has a way about him that always works. He comes to every party with one and only one goal. To find a girlfriend (or boyfriend, there's no room for fans here). And he usually succeeds. No one knows why, but Bechtis has an exceptional ability to find a partner at parties, and because he's a cool guy, he never hits on drunk potential victims. Respect.
The Sober One
The sober one is the one who deserves a big hug of support because thanks to him there are no victims at the party. He puts the good of the group above his own and doesn't drink until he pukes his guts out (like the rest of them do), but manages to control himself so he can play the role of doctor in the war. He is the one who will slap anyone who faints, he is the one who will help vomit anyone who can't handle it, and he is the one who, in a house full of corpses, will help clean up. Whoever you are, thank you for being there. Respect.
Sleep
Sleep is worthy of admiration, if not worship. We love him, man. You can play metal music, whatever you want, he'll still sleep. Are they having sex next to him? Klein will go “shhh” and continue snoring. It's not that he doesn't have a good time at parties, it's not that he doesn't like those who have a good time, it's just that he has a better time in Morpheus“ arms and he doesn't feel bad about it. Sleep will get up with a silly smile when everyone is slowly leaving and say, ”I slept a little," put on his jacket, and go home to continue what he left unfinished.
The Player
The Player is by far the most annoying guy you can meet at a party. Remember the last time you went to a party and there was this obnoxious guy shouting, «COME ON GUYS, LET'S PLAY SOMETHING,» and no one paid any attention to him? That's him. He didn't give up for a second, and when he realized that no one was paying attention to him, he started pestering each group of friends until he achieved his goal, and as soon as someone said “maybe,” he would yell «COME ON, YOU IDIOTS, GET A MOVE ON, GEORGE SAID HE'LL PLAY.» Of course, he didn't succeed, and two things are to blame for that. First, no one wants to play at a party, and second, THE PLAYER IS AN UNLIKABLE JERK.
