When human friends let us down there are always our primetime friends that we can count on. Is this sad or a sign of the times? We can find comfort in them showing up in a predictable manor, that is as long as there isn't an award show or State of the Union preempting them (hate that!).
We feel as if we know the characters on the screen. Sitcom writers have the skill of making them relate to our own lives. We all share common threads but always like to feel we are special (even though we might not be).
But we can know that our primetime friends will not judge us, ridicule us, hate us or ignore us. There are many perks with fake friends - and I don't mean the people we have to work with daily.