I had drinks with two friends from high school “E” and “N” the other day. After a round of drinks the talk as always, when three crazy chicks get together, got into relationships. Since my love life is as dry as the Sahara desert on a drought and “N‘s” been married forever, which is why she’s more interested in tech gadgets these days, the conversation turned to “E‘s” love life. Here’s the DL.
She dated this guy who gave her his email password so she can check on their hotel reservations for an upcoming vacation. First of all SCHLONGS never give a chick your password unless you REALLY have nothing to hide. Well … so what’s a girl to do with all access to her boyfriend’s email? Well …
“SNOOPYMAIL” of course”
So, she found out that some “random” chick (most likely a PORN BOT!–you know what I mean) emailed him and the doofus responded with an EPICemail of his own — telling her his life story and asking her some very personal questions and insisting she send him a pic. And since this guy isn’t all that well endowed in the NOODLE department, the missive must have have put a strain on his teeny weeny gray cells.
So she confronted him about it and when she asked him why he did that, guess what he said?
I DON’T KNOW.
YUP! Told you he had an empty noggin. Anyway, after a long talk … and again who knows how much of what she said actually sunk into his noodle –they eventually broke up. But my girlfriend is resilient. After a bit of a cry and some cocktails, she dusted herself off and went back into dating. This time she signed up on Match.com. She met this cute guy … I can confirm … she showed me his Facebook profile. After three dates, he confessed that he had … guess what?
I gasped, then I gave her a did you do it with him look … then she pinched me and said no. I was just checking … after all … if it was true love not even an STD can hold two people back from becoming “as one“, but it was not meant to be for they are now “less one” but they’re still friends on Facebook.
What’s the point of all this?
Well … I have to say that I really respect “E” for never giving up on finding “the one.” Then I thought … have I given up? I mean I say I haven’t but is that really true? I have thoughts, desires and fantasies about finding “the one.” And perhaps the reason I haven’t found “him” is because of “ME.” So driving home after dinner and glad that I didn’t have another cocktail so my head is clear enough to reflect … I have concluded that I am on my own Crazy Chick LalaLand. I have idealistic expectations and people being human just can’t live up to that. Then my noodle wandered back to thoughts of “N” the married chick. She had told “E” that perhaps she should have given “chlamydia guy” a chance. He was nice, good looking, had a job and that she could have worked around the chlamydia situation. I don’t know much about the “C” word, but what I got out of this is that “N” being married and all had a totally different perspective about it. She would have been willing to “work around” the situation, whereas the single and still looking “E” was not.
Is that the secret then? Are married people more apt to “work around” certain deal breakers? Is that the secret to sustaining relationships? I don’t know. I’d like to know. If you have any answers I’d like to hear them.
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