The season finale of The Gossip Game left me wondering what is the true definition of a friend. The word gets thrown around too loosely, and I was a little puzzled when Peter Rosenberg said that we used to be really good friends. I could see the word “friendly,” but to me seeing each other at events and speaking doesn’t earn that stamp of friendship.
I have tons of acquaintances and colleagues who I know for various reasons, but we don’t know each other on a personal level. I use the term friendship for people I have broken bread with, trust with private aspects of my life, speak with on the phone, and include in milestones in my life. Your friends want you to succeed and celebrate your achievements with you but also comfort you when sh*t doesn’t work out. Friends can come to me when they need anything, whether it’s a place to stay, an ear to listen, or advice. My friends are valuable and important to me because I am fiercely loyal to them and expect that respect in return. If you don’t fulfill the aforementioned requirements, you’re someone that I know, which is fine, but that’s not to be confused with being a friend. There are requirements!
People frequently comment on how I’ve managed to stay rather calm this season, but that is my genuine personality. I’m a practical person and I’m able to laugh at some of the absurdities that go on around me. I’ve gradually worked my way through the ranks of satellite radio to NYC morning radio to television, and been able to adjust accordingly. Throughout the past 8½ years, I’ve been subject to rumors reported about me on blog sites, from people that I know at times, and been able to shrug those off. It’s part of the game, and I participate because I have a rumor report 3 times each morning. I can’t expect to report on other people’s lives and then be immune from people reporting about me.