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So fun story, my wife decided to bug out on our marriage this summer. It came by way of a month long emotional affair that she denied (insisted dude was a friend) and then she files for divorce and decides coincidentally the next day she likes him as more than a friend. This is just a set up. I'm not looking for pity. Turns out the market for charismatic single dads that haven't completely let themselves go is STRONG. So I'm doing just fine.
But I haven't met my soon to be ex wife's boyfriend in all this time. She tells me he's afraid to meet me. I'm like WTF. Is he 12? Well she's got to serve me with some paperwork this last week and so I tell her to have dude do it when I meet him. It will take some of the pressure off for them. My wife is 36 BTW.
So I pull up in this parking lot to meet them and dude looks like he's 21. And he's REALLY uneasy. Won't make eye contact. Keeps looking down, keeps looking to the side. I'm cracking jokes to try to loosen things up for them and he'll chuckle for a moment but then whisper to my wife. At one point I'm like are we having a blast? He whispers to my wife and she's like "No, he's not". I'm just WTF at this point. Very entertaining. Obviously this guy is super passive and my wife is aggressively "assertive".
Fast forward to yesterday. She pops by the house to watch the kids for me for a moment. When she pulls up she says "I sent him downstairs". My backyard is downstairs and down 4 stories. I said what? And she just says "I sent him downstairs". I thought it was a joke. I didn't really understand what she was saying.
So I go drop off the car, get an uber back and she's using my bathroom to get ready for wherever the two of them are supposed to go. At this point I'm just cracking child joke after child joke. The guy is 27 years old and my wife is almost 37. They have literally nothing in common and it looks like she's dating a kid. It's hilarious. Lucky for me the humor is not lost on my wife. I joke around about how uneasy he looked when he met me and then asked if she gave him his bottle and put him down for a nap when they left. She's cracking up and makes a joke about how she rocked him to bed.
At this point she's been at my house for an hour and a half and we've been up in the bathroom cracking young person jokes about her boyfriend for 15 minutes. Then suddenly she just busts out laughing. And she's laughing uncontrollably. I'm trying to figure out what is suddenly so funny and then she says "he's downstairs". Now I'm confused.
"What do you mean?".
And she says it again, this time laughing through the sentence "He's downstairs!". And suddenly my face gets serious an I'm like NO. He's here? And now she's just full on losing her shit. And she's like "Yes, I told you when I pulled up that I sent him downstairs".
So we're now a full two hours into her being at my house, she has completely forgotten that she sent her boyfriend into my backyard when she got to the house and worse yet, he hasn't called, hasn't texted, hasn't done shit. He's just down there twiddling his thumbs.
I told my wife this is what she needed all along. I have never been able to not push back on crazy. This guy though. He'll sit in my backyard for two hours waiting for his lady without a peep.
And so as she's walking down I tell her this is like the episode of It's Always Sunny where Dee realizes she left the soldier in her car and they go out there to find him sitting with the windows up, sweating, smile on his face. She proceeds to completely come unhinged in laughter once again, we go down to her car, I ask her how she brought him to our house without a booster seat, we both laugh again, she collects her boyfriend and leaves.
I could not write this if someone paid me to.
So fun story, my wife decided to bug out on our marriage this summer. It came by way of a month long emotional affair that she denied (insisted dude was a friend) and then she files for divorce and decides coincidentally the next day she likes him as more than a friend. This is just a set up. I'm not looking for pity. Turns out the market for charismatic single dads that haven't completely let themselves go is STRONG. So I'm doing just fine.
But I haven't met my soon to be ex wife's boyfriend in all this time. She tells me he's afraid to meet me. I'm like WTF. Is he 12? Well she's got to serve me with some paperwork this last week and so I tell her to have dude do it when I meet him. It will take some of the pressure off for them. My wife is 36 BTW.
So I pull up in this parking lot to meet them and dude looks like he's 21. And he's REALLY uneasy. Won't make eye contact. Keeps looking down, keeps looking to the side. I'm cracking jokes to try to loosen things up for them and he'll chuckle for a moment but then whisper to my wife. At one point I'm like are we having a blast? He whispers to my wife and she's like "No, he's not". I'm just WTF at this point. Very entertaining. Obviously this guy is super passive and my wife is aggressively "assertive".
Fast forward to yesterday. She pops by the house to watch the kids for me for a moment. When she pulls up she says "I sent him downstairs". My backyard is downstairs and down 4 stories. I said what? And she just says "I sent him downstairs". I thought it was a joke. I didn't really understand what she was saying.
So I go drop off the car, get an uber back and she's using my bathroom to get ready for wherever the two of them are supposed to go. At this point I'm just cracking child joke after child joke. The guy is 27 years old and my wife is almost 37. They have literally nothing in common and it looks like she's dating a kid. It's hilarious. Lucky for me the humor is not lost on my wife. I joke around about how uneasy he looked when he met me and then asked if she gave him his bottle and put him down for a nap when they left. She's cracking up and makes a joke about how she rocked him to bed.
At this point she's been at my house for an hour and a half and we've been up in the bathroom cracking young person jokes about her boyfriend for 15 minutes. Then suddenly she just busts out laughing. And she's laughing uncontrollably. I'm trying to figure out what is suddenly so funny and then she says "he's downstairs". Now I'm confused.
"What do you mean?".
And she says it again, this time laughing through the sentence "He's downstairs!". And suddenly my face gets serious an I'm like NO. He's here? And now she's just full on losing her shit. And she's like "Yes, I told you when I pulled up that I sent him downstairs".
So we're now a full two hours into her being at my house, she has completely forgotten that she sent her boyfriend into my backyard when she got to the house and worse yet, he hasn't called, hasn't texted, hasn't done shit. He's just down there twiddling his thumbs.
I told my wife this is what she needed all along. I have never been able to not push back on crazy. This guy though. He'll sit in my backyard for two hours waiting for his lady without a peep.
And so as she's walking down I tell her this is like the episode of It's Always Sunny where Dee realizes she left the soldier in her car and they go out there to find him sitting with the windows up, sweating, smile on his face. She proceeds to completely come unhinged in laughter once again, we go down to her car, I ask her how she brought him to our house without a booster seat, we both laugh again, she collects her boyfriend and leaves.
I could not write this if someone paid me to.