Last night, over drinks, my friend “Ann” told me she was seeing this amazing guy, and spent I swear an entire hour gushing about how sweet he is, and how attentive he is, and how respectful he is and, of course, how hot the sex is. There was a lot about how how the sex is. And then when she was done describing how great his penis was, the other shoe dropped: he’s married.
He’s not married and in an open relationship or something, and I know because the following 30 minutes she spent talking about what a bitch his wife supposedly is, how she let herself go after they got married, how she hates sex, how they fight all the time, how they’re only together for the kids, how if his wife wasn’t so terrible he would never cheat, and on and on and on. And she expects me to be supportive and hate on the wife with her and tell her how great it is that she’s happy… but I can’t. My last boyfriend cheated on me for ages and I heard back from people that (minus the kids and the fat part) he said all that same shit about me. I don’t want to be a huge bitch to my friend, but I seriously can’t sit through another conversation like that again. More »