Tuesday, June 14, 2011

Not my finest moment

A couple of years ago, I was talking to the wife of one of my best friends. (She's a friend, too, but I've known him a lot longer and I basically met her through him.) She mentioned - I forget exactly why, but it had to do with whatever we were talking about - that her sister really didn't like me.

Being the sweet, lovable guy that I am, I found that a bit surprising. So I asked her why that might be, and she told me. And I realized that the sister's dislike was totally justified, even though I'd completely forgotten the incident in question.

Some years previously, I had attended a birthday party for another friend from college. This was shortly after I'd returned to Dallas/Fort Worth, and (by the same token) shortly after my divorce.

At that party, I met the sister. We'd met before, once or twice, but only in passing. In the course of talking to her, I learned that she was recently married. Being a recently-divorced twenty-something male, I just shook my head sadly. "It'll never last," I said, and walked away.

Not my finest moment.

(As it happens, I was not only out of line but also completely wrong. She's still married. So I absolutely deserve any ill-will and/or poor opinion she might have about me.)


  1. lol. Been there, done that.

  2. Me three. I swear one of these days I'll get that peppermint flavored shoe invention right. At least if I'm gonna put my foot in my mouth it'll taste good.

  3. I said "it will never last" once before. I was right. :-(

    I remember as a young mother telling a *former* friend that women should stay home to care for their children. (Shoot me now!) I am still haunted by such a statement. Stupid stupid me. :-(

    ... Zoe ~


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