de nada, n'est ce pas?

I met a guy last week who was in a bit of trouble with the girlfriend. The girl was mad at him because she found him with a bunch of girls while he said he will be home for the night. To make matters worse it took him 20 minutes to acknowledge her presence in the room. So, for twenty minutes this girl sat there like some crazy stalker.

He told me that he and the girl had hooked up about two weeks before and as far as he is concerned he owed her nothing. He never said they are exclusive he said.

Anyway, he did manage to charm her into believing in him, I guess.

This scenario leaves me with many questions. First, what does a hook up mean and after a two week long ‘hook-up’ what am I entitled to?

If I may focus on the word dating for a moment, dating is in itself the hooking up of two people who have a certain attraction to each and are desirous of seeing if they are compatible for whatever. So if we are hooking up, are we not dating? I ‘hook up’ with you for two weeks of course I do expect a certain level of respect unless we have an agreement to the contrary.

But, my feelings on the whole matter were made irrelevant later on. I was informed in a later conversation that this same guy was dating someone else. Of course I was shocked! “ Pig!” I thought.
But clearly that word was wasted on him because as it turned his indiscretions were deeper than I thought. He was married!

Let me spell out the scenario here. The man had a wife, a girlfriend and a ‘hook-up’.

‘Scary’ is all I could think of.

My questions were no longer of when were you referred to as the girlfriend but rather, is trusting your man really worth it?
A married man leaves a woman behind; a woman who takes care of his kids and serves his every need. He goes jumping from bed to bed of the many consequential girlfriends while his wife sits faithfully waiting for the tired working man.

That sounds like a not so attractive prison in which you may die because you loved and trusted.

Ho am I to feel sorry or exactly whom should I not feel sorry for. There is the little girl who believes she got the one and she is heart broken at the thought that he might be cheating on her. Then, there is the girl who believes she has a nice kind and loving boyfriend. And of course, the woman who took the plunge, fell in love and decided to marry the man of her dreams and she did. The woman who bore his child.

As my friend says, I do not know how or what to trust. I do not know if this man has another or will have another. It is scary that you can sit in your house so sure of what you have while, there is another (or more) women sitting in their living rooms thinking the same thing of that same man.