Cindy and the devil…
Today was good, but it ended bad. I worked on my new piece, and that was good. I felt alright all day. I went to the gym again, and that was fantastic. I am getting back in shape fairly quickly, and I can feel how it is straightening my mind out. The romans said 2000 years ago: “Mens sana in corpore sano” and they sure knew what they were talking about. (I studied Latin at school for 9 years, believe me, I had my share…)
In the evening I had a date with Cindy. We met at a bar first, and later went to a restaurant. It was a really wonderful evening, as always, until…
…she told me that her boyfriend probably was having an affair or at least was flirting with an employee in the company he’s working at. And that she was jealous. And that she was reading the girls sms she sent him. It didn’t sound good. And then she said that she told him that they had to be honest to each other, and he should tell her everything. And now comes the part that really pissed me off, she told him about me. Well actually, she told him that I was in love with her, and that I was hitting on her.
I would like you to remember the facts: she has been flirting with me for months. Last time we met she told me that there were two men in her life, and that it was very hard for her, but that she liked and enjoyed my company so much. Also, I always said in this blog, that I was not going to mess up their relationship, and that I would now make any moves while she was in a relationship.
Now suddenly I am drawn into their story, with me being the guy hitting on her, and her using me to make him jealous, sort of: “if you start an affair with this girl, then be aware that this guy has been hitting on me for months, and I might as well start an affair with him.”
I don’t want to be part of their screwed up relationship, neither as the one destroying it nor as the one saving it. Just leave me out of it. Just leave me alone.
So - Cindy? Have a nice life. That’s it for me.
I told her I thought what she was doing was wrong and that she was not honest to him, because she was not telling him her part of the story, I wonder what he would say if she told him what she told me…
In any case - I told her not to call me anymore.
I’m really disappointed. I expected more from Cindy.
