Wednesday, April 2, 2008
When He Cheats
A couple of weeks ago The Boyfriend cheated on me. I know, it's shocking isn't it? I mean, he has The Super Librarian at home! So what did he do and whom did he do it with?
He went into a bookstore with another man! Yes, a bookstore and with a guy!
I love him, God knows I do, but The Boyfriend is not a reader. The only time he'll read is when he's bored out of his skull (he worked a night security job during his po' ass college days) or if he is being held captive on an airplane. Well now he doesn't have a boring job, and he owns a lap top, a personal DVD player and a PSP - so um, he ain't reading on airplanes anymore. I've tried, Lord knows I have, but it just ain't his thing. I read to unwind, relax and because I genuinely love it. Him? He'd rather be watching sports or a movie.
Even Super Librarians have dirty little secrets. Mine is that I'm in love with a man who isn't a reader.
So imagine my surprise when I get a phone call one afternoon. He's a salesman, and is out traveling around with a coworker. When they happen upon a used bookstore, The Coworker (a reader) wants to go in. So The Boyfriend, the same guy who would rather have a root canal or get his prostate checked than go into a bookstore with his loving, sweet and beautiful girlfriend, goes into this bookstore willingly and then has the nerve to call me on the phone to ask if I have any recommendations for The Coworker.
Hand to God!
Ladies, it's a bit like having your husband call and say, "I'm getting ready to drive our hot babysitter home. Oh by the way, did you take the condoms out of my car's glove box or did I use them all?"
Oh well, we all have our crosses to bare. The real sticking point here is even with me throwing this in his face (You went into a bookstore with Jason! ::stamping my foot like a spoiled Regency miss::) I still won't be able to drag him into a bookstore with me. It's a good thing he's an excellent gift giver, that's all I'm sayin'.