Friday, October 17, 2008

Why do good things happen to bad people?

(That title is totally tongue-in-cheek, btw.)

I got some juicy news at work this week. It kind of has me reeling.

Back in June, I posted some personal ads on Craigslist, just looking to go out on dates. I went out with one guy and had an okay time. I told a co-worker/friend about it. She was in the process of divorcing and was a little out of sorts. She decided to do it, too. (She also decided to start wearing low-cut tops now and then because I sometimes wear tank tops that show some cleavage. Imitation is the sincerest form of flattery, so they say.)

Anyway, she met a guy sometime in late July or August. He moved in in early September. I gave her a stern talking-to, but she was really happy and seemed to have this well thought-out. Things continued going well in their relationship, and she mentioned that they were taking a trip to Houston this past Friday.

Monday and Tuesday at work she only worked half days because of jury duty, but while she was there, she didn't say more than "good morning" to me and I wondered why. I found out on Wednesday. Another co-worker told me that the trip to Houston was her honeymoon! They got married Friday morning at the JP!

I was so shocked! That's why she was avoiding me. She said she was afraid to tell me because she thought I'd be mad. Of course, I wasn't mad. I told her at least she was making it official and God would be happy she's no longer living in sin. Lol.

So, I was of two emotions about this: hurt and jealous. Hurt because she didn't tell me herself, but I was able to get over that after we talked. Jealous because what the hell? Here I am trying to do everything right and along comes a person having sex on the first date and shacking up and now she's happily married. I know exactly the point where we differed. I've corresponded with seemingly nice guys from the Internet, but when they start talking dirty, I'm out of there. She, however, thought it was great and continued on. I slept with a guy on the first date and was wracked with guilt. And you can't really go back to hand-holding after that.

I know I'm not going to abandon my values hoping I'll have the same success she's had, but it's still quite frustrating. I'm pretty sure I'll meet someone eventually, but even if I don't, deep down I'm okay. This situation rattled me, yet I think it also helped to ground me.

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