This is for anyone who has ever questioned whether or not they're in "the friend-zone." Because, I mean, we've all been there. Sometimes the signs aren't as easy to see as they should be, so here are some guidelines to figure out where you stand.
1. They start calling you “bud,” “pal,” “dude,” or “homie.”
Because what says "we're dating" better than bro punches and burping contests?
2. They ask you to be their wingman/wingwoman.
No, they are not using this to make you jealous. They really do want you to help them. And you're probably not going to get anything in return. Except a bro punch.
3. They ask if you can help them out with your roommate, if you know what I mean.
Don't play dumb. You know your roommate is totally single and emotionally available, but you're going to lie anyway, aren't you?
4. They put no effort into their physical appearance around you (i.e., sweats with a barbecue sauce stain is a staple in their wardrobe when you hang out).
And you know darn well (thanks to efficient methods in social media stalking) that they haven't had chicken nuggets since Wednesday, and well, it's Sunday.
5. When you tell them you had a bad day, they do not bring you chocolate and your favorite movie. Instead, they bring over Call of Duty and food. For themselves, of course.
They really only came over because you have a 64-inch flat screen. Also, no time to talk—they're about to do some live gaming, so keep it down, will ya?
6. When you try and be flirty and ask them, “What are you thinking about?” They reply, “What I’m gonna have for dinner.”
And no, do not offer to cook them dinner. They'll probably have chicken nuggets. It's Wednesday, remember?
7. And finally, you know you’ve been officially friend-zoned if there are no limitations to completely honest comments (“Your hair looks weird”), bodily functions (farting = friend-zone), and they constantly ask you if you can “hook them up with that new girl/guy.”
Now you know where you stand. Which is probably outside, because they're too busy gaming to realize you've been standing on the doorstep in the rain for seven minutes and 42 seconds. Not that you were counting.
