Your friends are great. You love them. If you didn’t, you wouldn’t be friends with them. And when you’re with them, things can get crazy. But that crazy behavior is reserved for them. Sometimes, though, they want to share the stories, and who can blame them? After all, the stories are pretty awesome. They’re funny. They’re colorful. They’re embarrassing. (Okay. Not for me. I’d never do anything embarrassing; I’m perfect, right? Right? . . . Why do I hear crickets?)
But what if you don’t want those stories shared?