The play date
“What’s the matter?”
She looked up at me with tears in her eyes. My heart really went out to her; she was clearly in emotional distress…severe emotional distress.
“We just broke up,” she said, pointing at the guy in the other room, “and he brought this girl he’s dating? He knew I’d be here, what’s wrong with him?”
I felt horrible for her. The guy was clearly trying to make her jealous, and clearly, it was working. Here we were, at a six year old’s birthday party, and he’s turning it into a complete mess. The anger starting welling up inside me. How classless, how mean. I didn’t even know this girl and instantly I felt like beating the crap out of this guy. Then my evil wheels started turning.
“I have an idea,” I said to her as she was wiping makeup from her eyes, “would it make you feel better to have a date for this party?”
“I guess,” she said, “but I came alone.”
“He doesn’t know that.”
Her ears perked up. As soon as he arrived with this girl on his arm, she had run out of the room and I had followed. She listened intently as I explained the plan. Let’s just say we’re together. We’ll walk back into the room holding hands and generally act like we’re dating. Don’t worry, no kissing…it’s a kid’s party after all, but we’ll play it up as much as is decent. We’ll see how well he can handle the pressure. Certainly, he thought she would be alone so he’d be able to play whatever game he wanted. With someone by her side, the game will have changed.
And so that’s what we did. Hand-in-hand, we walked back into the party room and sat down together. She seemed comforted; he seemed bothered. There wasn’t much to it, just acting like we arrived with each other. Checking in from time to time, returning back to each other to hold hands, all subtle signs of togetherness. All designed specifically to get back at this asshole.
When it was getting close to the time to leave, I reminded her that we had to walk out together to finish off the act. She came over, put her arm around me, and asked if I was ready to go. We walked out, hand-in-hand, and she gave me a hug in the parking lot.
“Thank you,” she whispered in my ear, “for everything.”
Judge the events as you will, and perhaps even moreso by the result: within a month, they were back together. Jealousy is an incredible motivating force. I’m not sure why she’d want to go back with the guy who would think to rub another girl in her face at a child’s birthday party, but clearly we had countered his attack successfully. Score one for the good guys.
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I’d say we won. He didn’t get to play the game the way he wanted. I did just go back to my single life. It’s not always about winning the girl; sometimes it’s about making the girl feel like a winner.
I say . . . does it really matter. Before I go any further, I will admit that I am in a cynical place right now, but really. So clearly this guy is a jerk, but she’s not much better, is she? What’s worse than dating a jerk? Dating the same jerk twice. You helped contribute to this phenomenon. Did you have fun? Yeah maybe a litte. Did you feel good about helping the damsel in distress? Yeah, I’m sure it did. So good for you, but really, what difference does it really make. Maybe this girl needed to feel terrible to realize what a sleaze this guy was. There’s nothing wrong with what you did at all, but let’s not turn it into something it’s not.
@GTR – I try not to make judgments about people’s actions when going through a breakup. Both guys and girls tend to act irrationally and sometimes a momentary reprieve from the suffering is all that we can hope to offer. I didn’t know the guy, personally, so I’m not sure if he was actually a jerk or not. At that point, he was acting in such a manner. For all I know, they could be having a happy, healthy relationship right now.
As for the last comment, I’m not sure what you’re implying that I’ve turned this into, but perhaps you should take this post for what it is: a story involving dating, nothing more, nothing less.
Score one for the good guys? Who exactly won that battle? Sure, you both got back at the guy, but she was dating him. You had nothing to do with him. I assume you just went back to your single life…am I correct??