We treat our friends like pets.
Most of the time, we can't even be sure whether they're listening, but we need our personal soapboxes more than we need TV. This annoyed me so much that I wrote an entire series about it when I was thirteen, and it's only getting more relevant...
"I’m starting to think that no one ever listens; merely speaks... Or, I don’t know, is that just us?”
"He’d be all sweaty but in a good way, because obviously he perspired strawberry perfume and not cheese and onion like the other boys."
"Have them eating from under your fingernails, and then other guys will get the idea that you’re worth it."
Arguably, some of my characters treat their friends much worse than pets...