I was just remembering a time that my judgment was in need of some ass kicking and thought it was blog worthy.
About 4 years ago, I met my father at a popular mountain town bar that HE frequents often. He does the loop looking for any chick that will talk to him, and leaves me alone standing at the bar. So this very (and I do mean VERY) handsome guy and his wife walk in. They stand next to me at the bar and after a few minutes start talking to me. They explain that they have been married for 10 years and are soooo in love. They have 2 children and live pretty close to me. We kept each other company for a couple hours as they talked about how they had a friend they want to set me up with, blah, blah. So I give them my number and tell them that I have to find my playboy father and say good night.
As I was driving home, they call to make sure that I made it home OK and to let me know that they thought I was awesome and were serious about hanging out sometime. Yeah, yeah, OK!
I ended up meeting them out a few times and going to Eliches with the wife and their kids once. They were pretty nice people and really seemed to like me. Every one that I told about them kept saying, "something is up. No couple really likes you that much after a few hours at a bar". Um, yes they do, I am very likable!! Just ask me.
So one night they invited me over to their house to have dinner with themselves and their kids. OK, that sounds nice. Dinner was really good and then we went into the living room with a beer for some small talk. He sat on the couch with me and she sat on a chair across the way. He was insistent on giving me a back and foot rub. I was so completely uncomfortable that I made up an excuse that I had to get up early and I was out-a -there!
But as noted before, I am not so smart and got reeled into this yet one more time. He, called me one afternoon when I was off work and asked me to meet him for a beer and his wife would be arriving soon afterwards. I was bored and love me some beer, so I went. I was trying to get rid of some furniture at the time and he invited himself over to my house to look at it. He was going to do me a favor and help me get rid of it. No wifey hadn't shown up and I was a little nervous, but again I have NO sense, so there we were sitting at my house looking at and talking about furniture when he did it.
Hey, you and my wife should hook up. She would love that.
Um, no thanks.
Seriously, it wouldn't be weird and we just think you are so awesome. It would be good for both of you.
Um, yeah, I am pretty positive that I will be saying NO to this, but hey thanks. Gee look at what time it is. My um roommate that I never told you about will be home soon.
NOW, I got it. It finally sunk in that what everyone was warning me about really did just happen. I seriously must be extremely naive. I had no idea. I really thought they like me for my charming personality.
So anyway, I stopped returning calls and they responded by telling me off via voice mail. He called me and told me how selfish I was and that I hurt his wife's feelings by ignoring her calls and that I should never call them again. Really? Gee, sorry, I really wanted to hang out again.
Anyway, now, over the years, I am better able to spot this kind of thing. I know a few swingers and I actually like them a lot. I have nothing against it. To each his own, but couldn't they get a feel for what I would say by hanging out with me as much as they did. Did it really need to get to this point?