As the token single guy of the group I feel I must relay this story. I recently ended yet another long term relationship and have been feeling about how you're supposed to feel after a break-up. I mean, yes...it stinks...I don't' really have anybody to talk to about my day and I wonder if I made the right decision. There is also the prospect of no sexy time for the foreseeable future and having to go through the first dates and settling in with yet another person. It's all a bit daunting and depressing to say the least. But, women are like bus stops, there's one along every 15 minutes right?
But, yesterday, a comment made in passing by a guy I work with kind if hit me hard. I had to race home after work to change clothes for an evening work commitment and I complained to a work guy that I had to iron my clothes. He told me, "you know, if you had a wife you'd have a teammate that could do that for you while you were at work and you wouldn't have to worry about it, that's what my wife is doing right now." This ridiculous statement, of all things, messed me up a bit. The whole drive home I felt terrible! I wondered if I had made a huge mistake and remembered all the good times of the past relationship and almost regretted the decision. I kind of hated that guy for being so flippant and making me feel like I had made a mistake. How can one comment make such a huge impact on my day?
Well, this morning, as if on cue, I bumped into my tormentor and the first thing he said to me was, "you know, I have to apologize to you for the comment I made yesterday." My mind was racing, did this guy sense my sadness, did he find out somehow that I had just ended my 15 month relationship, did I look troubled? I timidly responded, "oh really, why?" He then relayed to me his wife blew off his request to iron said clothes and left him a note to feed the kids before he left for his work obligation. While ironing he knocked off a button, could not find the sewing repair kit and was quite upset that he had to do all the work...before work!
The news of his fall from marital bliss certainly improved my mood but only momentarily. I realized that the arguments I'd had with my most recent feminine influence were the same misunderstandings I'd had with previous lady friends. It made me realize that finding a companion in life that would never argue with me is a fruitless endeavor. I'm pretty sure there is no such thing. The trick is, finding a girl (yes a girl...it's not like I own a Fusion) that can put up with my bologna and challenges me to put up with hers. The reason I came to this conclusion? Because I have some amazing parents and friends that prove to me everyday that life is hard, but finding a mate that you can share the good times and bad times with is as rewarding as it is frustrating.
So, I've got my bus ticket, and look forward to the next arrival!
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