Friend

"Oh, we are friends ..." Z suddenly says to me.

I feel cold and dizzy, probably also a sense of nausea. After years of experience in dealing with MBA, I realize any statement that needs extra emphasis must be false, and any organism of Z's kind that calls you friend must be trying to make an unpleasant proposal.

Friendship is a strange thing. Two persons become friend because of similar interest, but when the two of them get too close together, friendship will be spoiled by (the conflict of) interest.

PS. MBA stands for Master of Bureaucracy and Administration. (Alas, it has nothing to do with business - does Warren Buffet or Bill Gates ever need such a degree ?)