Last summer I found myself dating two men I deeply cared about: Captain America and The Adult. When each relationship ended we promised to stay friends. I know it rarely works, but I had high hopes. Both men were really great guys, or so I thought.
When a storm left my apt. without power for two days I asked The Adult if I could crash with him. I didn’t think it was big deal. After all that we’ve been through we remain friends. I guess his idea of friendship is far different than mine. When my friends need me I do everything I can to help–just ask Midge. I was shocked when he told me no. Ak and Mrs. Ak didn’t have power either, Ben was MIA and I really didn’t want to drive clear to the burbs to crash with Uncle Cabbage Patch (who I don’t think even had an extra bed set up yet). He said it was a bad night for him and maybe another time. Funny, but I can’t really plan power outages around his schedule. I couldn’t believe he was leaving me hanging yet again. This is quickly turning into his new and far from improved personality, and I’m quickly learning he isn’t such a great guy at all.
Last Sunday’s snuff from Capt. America was surprising, but when it happened again I found myself really hurt. In Utah This Week had a booth at the Avenues street fair yesterday, as Daisy and I were walking through the crowd I saw him and his girlfriend. He looked at me and then Daisy and turned around without saying a word. How do you not even say hello to someone you once claimed to love? I was livid. So I sent him a text message letting him know of all the men I’ve dated, I’d never expect him to end up being that guy. He left a voice mail in apology but it doesn’t matter. Twice in one week… the damage is done.