Last night I was a brat to George (bf), I got home with a headache, decided I couldn’t find it in me to use my manners or the kindness that I know you’ve (mom) instilled in me year after year. For some reason it was just all tossed out the window last night and I did not have the will to retrieve it.
This morning I hopped on the train and saw a familiar face; a man who just a few weeks ago I saw hitting on a much younger (college aged) woman. Something about him just screamed slimeball, perhaps I’m just being judgmental but he donned a large leather jacket, far too much cologne and a confident yet sly persona. I couldn’t believe it as I watched him win over this young woman – so much so that I nearly knocked a man out as I tried to peel thru the crowds and keep up with them as they slinked thru the train station. I just thought something seemed incredibly off and bizarre about the whole thing.
Well today, this is the man I noticed. As I collected my items and prepared to exit the train my eye caught a glimmer of shine coming from this man’s ring finger.
He’s a married man! I knew something was up! I credit all the hours of Law and Order, CSI and so on for the detective skills that I have obviously picked up along the years… J
Anyways, I was astounded and repulsed by this man’s behavior. It wasn’t until later this morning that I started to piece the last 24 hours together. Here I am with a good man (one with only eyes for me) and I am treating him like crap. Shame shame.
Every once in a while it feels like God reminds me in different ways how lucky I am. It’s just my job to put the pieces together.
That’s my spiel for the day – weekend is almost here and I couldn’t be more thrilled to spend it with the bf!!
Who could be mean to this face anyways?
Love when things are shown to me! But we can all be moody, no worries
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