George I

I met George on craigslist. He didn't mention his wife and kids right away, he was mostly interested in a Q&A session: Where are you from? What color are your shoes? Do you have dark hair? Etc. When it came to be my turn I got right to the point: Where do you live? Are you married? Do you have kids? To my astonishment he was very willing to answer every question I asked. He got married in his early 20's. He mentioned that he was of Greek heritage and his family wanted him to marry young.

Here is a brief snippet of our conversation:

Me: Have you always cheated on your wife?


George: Not always. I thought that once I would get married I would stop seeing other women. I was faithful for a while. 


Me: What's a while?


George: Probably 3 years. I went on a business trip and met a woman there. She was at the same conference and after flirting with her for 2 days we went out for drinks. We had a lot to drink and before I knew it we were in her hotel room going at it.

Me: Huh. You must be pretty sooth. 

George: Hahaha. You know it. 

All I could think was ick. Who do you think you are exactly?

Me: And you had cheated on her before you got married?


George: Yes.


Me: Why did you want to marry her if you were already cheating on her?


George: My family loved her. We got along. I knew she'd be a good mom, a good wife... I just got to a point where I wasn't attracted to her anymore.

Yowza. The word 'Love' was never mentioned.

Me: Does she know that you sleep with other women? 

George: I don't think so...


Me: So is she Greek as well? 


George: Of course! My family would have killed me if I didn't marry a nice Greek girl.


Me: But they wouldn't kill you if they knew you were cheating on your wife?


George: Hahaha. Don't know. Probably not. 

Typical.

Me: Doesn't she ever wonder where you are when you don't come home?


George: I have a buddy that lives in the city and stay there sometimes, she just always assumes I'm there.


Me: You really don't think she knows what's going on?


George: No I don't.

Then it was his turn. He asked about my romantic history, and why I wasn't currently dating anyone. I answered his questions honestly, all the while thinking about what a piece of work this guy is. He is so arrogant. he doesn't care about what he is doing to his family at all. We chatted quite a bit. His personality was lacking, to say the least. He wasn't that funny at all. He had decent taste in music and we talked about shows and artists a lot. We chatted back and forth for a few days. Then came the inevitable.

George: So can I see a photo? I really like you and want to know what you look like.


Me: Well to be honest, I've enjoyed chatting with you but I really don't think this situation is really for me. I'm not looking to get involved with someone like this. I have enough drama going on in my own life, you know?


George: I totally understand. That doesn't mean we can't be friends though does it?


Me: Well, kind of doesn't it? I mean you are looking to hook your next girl. I'm not it.


George: I really enjoy my conversations. I must sound like a bad guy to you. I haven't felt like myself for years now. When I talk to someone like you I feel closer to myself. A side of me comes out that I sometimes is lost forever. Nothing is about music or art or current events anymore. Everything is about school or work or PTA or some bullshit. I know that you don't want what I have to offer. I know that nothing will happen. I just enjoy our chats. I want to know what you look like. That's it.

I really wanted to know what he looked like too. I could always send a fake photo anyway, right?


Me: You first. I'm kind of shy.

A few moments later a message with photo attachment popped up from Georgiefeelgood (Yea, I know. Great screen name). I had an image of him and I was curious to see if the photo matched it. I imagined he would be incredibly attractive. If he were able to seduce all these women he must be because his personality wasn't going to close the deal. I opened the photo and laughed. He was short. Ridiculously thin. Had a huge nose and the photo was of a screen shot of him blowing a kiss into his webcam. Really Georgiefeelgood? Really? How the hell are you nailing these women?

George: Get it?


Me: Yep. I got it.

George: Wanna get coffee sometime?

***Crickets***