Sent me another message…been a month or more since I last said goodbye.
Just wanted to know if I was doing well. I said I was great and hope he was well too. Asks me in another message if I have met my “dream” guy. Hmm. I said yes, I think my partner is about as close to my “dream” guy as it can get. (Not that “dream guy” isn’t a completely douchebag perspective on what a female wants)…anyway…
Partner he says? Yep. Partner. You didn’t tell me you had a partner. I didn’t tell you I was single either. We had a series of email exchanges and my personal business is mine to share as I please, or not.
Well, I was “completely honest” and told you I was married. You are in a relationship and didn’t say anything about it.
Yeah, but I wasn’t looking to have a dalliance with you, I says. I have no reason to tell you anything about me. It was simply my responsibility to reject your advances because you’re a married man, if I was interested in you, which I’m not.
For the record, I was the completely honest one, he says.
Orly, I says? So, you’ve shared with your wife that you have thought about straying and want to work on your relationship to make things right? (or not) See, here of the two of us, I’m not the one that has a spouse that I’ve made vows of fidelity to, buddy. That’s you. So, you can feel that you’ve been honest, but that feeling is nothing more than a house of cards.
In any case, if you feel morally superior because you told me you’re married and were interested in me, you go right ahead and feel smug. Hopefully that feeling of smugness will keep you warm at night.
What a douchebag!.
