The Kat House

I have just about lost all faith in mankind. Are there no honest men in this world anymore?

I was sitting at work today, minding my own business, making a Barenaked Ladies mix CD for Brico. Then all of a sudden I got a phone call from the wife of an old friend of mine. I have known this “friend” (let’s call him Don) since the late 1980’s. We have NEVER been more than friends. Anyway, I had lost touch with him for a few years, and I saw him on Classmates.com two years ago, so I sent him an email. We talked a few times on the phone, and he informed me that he was now married. No biggie since I wasn’t looking for anything more than friends. Keep in mind that I had a boyfriend at the time - the infamous G.

As I said, we talked a few times on the phone, and one day he called me up and said that he was at the Walmart down the street from my house. He asked if it was okay to stop by. I was rushed that day, as G was coming over to my house, and I was trying to get everything in order. I told Don that he could stop by briefly, but that I couldn’t chat for too long. He came over, and we sat and talked for a while. We caught up on everything that had happened over the last few years. He tried to make a move on me, but I didn’t allow it. He finally left, and we talked only once or twice after that. I never saw him again after that day because I didn’t want to be in that situation again. I stopped talking to him completely shortly afterward.

Fast forward to today. His wife informed me that he told her that he and I were “seeing” each other. We saw each other ONE TIME, and NOTHING HAPPENED! This constitutes “seeing” each other?? What the hell?

I told the wife all the details about my past encounters with Don, and she believed every word. She was as polite as could be, and explained that it wasn’t unusual for Don to make up lies to hurt her. I did tell her that he would have slept with me if I had allowed it, so she should definitely be concerned about him. I also said that I’d be happy to stand in the same room with her and confront him about the whole thing. She wasn’t interested in doing that, but I know that I have nothing to hide.

I’m so pissed off right now - not at the wife, but at Don. I haven’t talked to him in two years, but a part of me wants to call him and give him a piece of my mind - and a piece of my fist to go along with it!

I’ll never understand why men lie about who they have and haven’t slept with. I guess it really is true that you can take the number they’ve given you and divide it by three to get the actual number of women they’ve slept with! Thankfully, I fall in the 67% of women that Don has lied about having sex with!