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As a post-script to this past weekend, I stopped for a couple beers last night after work. The joint was fairly empty... Crystal pouring beer and her brother-in-law shooting pool with a couple friends of his. It was quiet and relaxing. Crystal and I had talked for a while when I steered the conversation to Judy. Judy, apparently, has been together with her husband for twenty years, married for the last seventeen. Though he did lose a job once over cocaine, Crystal did not believe he'd served any jail time over it. Judy's husband currently works as a computer programmer and was indeed away over the weekend to the Twin Cities, to attend a retirement party for someone with whom he used to work. (Judy was invited but declined.) The only time they were separated was when they were moving to this area about two years ago when he was finishing up at his former job. Indeed he lived with a stripper at that time... a family friend who'd let him stay for a couple months before he moved back. Oh, and the stripper was a male. Seems like I was told a pack of lies, half-truths, and exaggerations Saturday night in order to get laid. It was nice to feel like a man for a couple days... but now I realize I was merely used. Is it no wonder why it's so easy to lose faith in women? I told Crystal last night that the reason I visit her establishment is because she's a very attractive woman who loves her family dearly... that she is proof that such a woman does exist and gives me hope that someday I will find the one. |