Bullshit Entitlement: Where does it all come from?

Forgive me for posting such a rant-y entry but lately, a lot of people who have not been there for me during my troubled times--people who wouldn't even think of talking to me had they not been troubled have been very demanding of my time and telling me things like, "You don't visit." "You don't talk to me anymore." when the truth is that we've only ever talked when they had problems. And now that their worlds are falling apart, they are asking me to be there so that they won't feel so alone. But were (and when) our positions were switched and I was the one down in the dumps and they could still have the luxury of being busy and being out every night partying (which by the way, I don't do; I'm busy doing things that people don't like to do like studying for chemistry or editing powerpoints and cutting out stickers to stick on paper bags), they would not have gone to see me--ever. Not that I asked, but hey.

In my opinion, if you're the one asking for someone's time, if you are in the position to beg someone to be there for you then you don't get to be the bully. 

We're not in grade school anymore. You don't get to throw me against the cafeteria wall anymore; that's just not the way that life goes. 

Where does this sense of bullshit entitlement come from, I wonder. Why is it that somehow these people feel it is their right to have monopoly over the time or interest of others? Why is it that these people make it a point to make other people feel bad for not seeing them when the truth is that the telephone is a two-way thing. 

There was never a phone call when I was where we were supposed to meet by 5pm and you arrived at 8. So why expect one from me? Why do you think that despite you treating people like shit they have to treat you better than you've treated them? 

Wake up.

The truth is that the world owes us nothing. No one ever said that just because you get slapped in the face in the end, you're going to get pity. No one ever said that just because you realized you were wrong, you wouldn't need to apologize. The truth is that if bad stuff hadn't happened to you, you wouldn't give a shit about me and what I had to say about it. You traded in real relationships to go to clubs and live the high life and sometimes what you give is what you get.

I'm not saying that I don't care, I do but please don't delude yourself into thinking that you are entitled to anything. If you want to see me, say you want to see me. If you want my time, ask for it nicely.