I was making the rounds last night, and I started chatting up this cute Northwestern guy. He was considerably older than me (late 30s? early 40s?) but was cute in a slightly paunchy silver-haired way. I checked his hands—no ring.
The silver fox was visiting from out of town, and asked me if I knew of any restaurants. I figured he'd want some company, but played it cool. Then, it happened.
"I can't be out too late tonight," he said. "My wife will be mad if I come home exhausted."
What is it with guys who don't wear a wedding band? Not only is it disappointing for me, but after I find out I've been digging on a guy with a Mrs. at home, I feel like a whore. I believe that married men should have some kind of identifying mark on them at all times. It's hard enough being single without getting into fights with a wife we didn't know existed.
Friday, August 22, 2008
I Can't See the Destiny You Sold
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I agree with you in theory. But since my dad has never even had a wedding ring -- it's not that he has one and doesn't wear it, their wedding ceremony involved only a single ring -- I do feel the need to cut the guys some slack.
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