Well, dear friend and devoted reader, a rather mortifying event has taken place since I last confessed my addiction of googling people to you. As previously stated, I have been known to research an ex- or two of my Michael. I know I'm not alone in this activity, but somehow that fact is not offering me any solace at this point. Allow me to fill you in on what's happened.
I found a blog. Authored by Michael's high school girlfriend. I read it. In a spirit of friendly Hey, honey, check this out! I showed it to him. He read it. No big deal. Then, he left a comment for her. Again, no big deal, right? I mean, I showed him the blog, right? What does it matter if he reads it and leaves a harmless comment?
Enter the excerpt from my Michael's "harmless comment" with which I take issue: Anyway, my wife found your blog a couple of days ago (I taught her to google
Who among you, my dear friends and devoted readers, is not horrified at the way my beloved companion threw me under the bus like that? Why didn't he just write "So, my psychotic stalker wife was searching the internet for any sign of your life..." I mean, seriously! I thought he and I were on the same team.
Needless to say, he is in the dog house around here. He claims "it was late at night," he "was mentioning that I had a wife" (?!?!) and that he was "just trying to be funny." Yet anyone I know (of the female persuasion, at the very least) feels horror, not humor when I relate to them this latest gem from my life's most embarrassing moments.
There's nothing I can do, I guess, except repent of all my compulsive googling (look where's it's gotten me!) and pray that this poor girl doesn't feel the need to change her identity after the manner of the Witness Protection Program. Actually, I half-hope she's reading this right now (hi, Kirsten!?) so that I'll feel a little more normal.
In the meantime, I have a hot date tonight with a cute guy whose sense of humor is a little off, to say the least. But he does have his good qualities...
19 comments:
HOw funny! I don't even know the names of Brent's Ex's from high school. I hope you had a lovely time with your sweetheart tonight
Fun for you. At least you get a date out of the deal. Make sure it's real special.
yeah, that is embarrassing. my mouth is still hanging open. if anything, though, she'll probably be flattered. or terrified. but probably flattered.
This is horrifying. In all my previous years of ex snooping (or stalking, whichever you prefer), I don't think I've come close to something like this. I like how Michael tries to justify his actions by claiming he's letting her know he has a wife - as if he's saying, "I've gotten over you!" Interesting. I would do my best to at least get something out of it from him.
Oh dear. What a fascinating modern age we live in. Well, I hope the dance was fun.
That is horrible. Jake would be killed for such things! Luckily, he is actually still in touch with his longest-running ex (sister of his friends), and my ex is too "famous" to have an unprivate blog. I sure looked for his wife though. No luck.
ahh! horrible! finding someone's blog though... that's pretty impressive google/stalker ability. you should really be proud of yourself, and just reiterate to Michael that "you can buy new stuff, but you can't buy a new PARTY"
Oh my goooodness....clearly he wasn't thinking. I know exactly how I would be feeling right now, my jaw too hit the ground when I read it in disbelief. We of the female persuation as you say can take that in SOOO MANY different ways! good luck dear.
Oh my!! That is really funny but also mortifying!! It was so fun to see you last night!! Can't wait to see how our group pic turned out!!:)
He is totally fired. Definitely. He's sleeping in Cold Storage tonight, if you want my opinion. He could have so easily left out anything about you. And also not posted a comment! Ugh. I hope the date was somewhat redemptive.
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I belive this sums up my feelings.
I'm on Team Mendy!
Oh my gosh, that is so awful! Hilarious but awful.
I just read a commentary on people throwing each other under the bus that I think you might enjoy. I will bring it next week. Unless you get the Washington Post magazine it is in the back.
Esther
Ok, that is pretty bad...but I laughed my head off reading this post! You have such a way of putting things, Mendy! You are going to have to pass some of your google skills along to me because I haven't been able to find any ex-boyfriends! :)
That is pretty bad. I don't like when I get thrown under the bus either, but with an ex that is bad!!!
Ah, I've googled several an ex in my day... I'd be mortified if they knew! What I want them to think is that I could care less that they exist while I secretly snoop through old papers and google them. Thanks for the word of caution. :)
oh mendy. i feel the horror. i really do. man oh man. it was nice of you to forgive him enough to enjoy the high school reunion anyway....
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