Have you ever had someone come on to you, blatantly, knowing you were married?
A few weeks ago, I struck up a conversation with a woman while we were both waiting at the deli counter. I wasn’t being flirtatious – but I’m not shy about talking to people out of the blue. I wear a wedding ring and my hands were certainly visible. So we chatted for a few moments, and then she invited me for a cup of coffee.
I said, light and friendly, “No, thanks; I’ve got to get home – my wife is making dinner and she needs the ham I’m buying.”
And she said, kind of teasingly, “Your wife doesn’t have to know everywhere you go, does she?”
Um…
OK.
I told her that, yes, pretty much, she does, and then found something intensely interesting to look at at the far end of the counter.
I have never before gotten a blatant come-on in the face of an explicit mention of MY WIFE.
Nor did I look like I just stepped off the pages of GQ – end of a long day, five o’clock shadow, loose bow tie, etc, so I doubt she was swept away by my dashing matinee-idol visage.
In short: this happens to me approximately never.
Even when I was single, this - blatant “pick me up, stud” thing - happened to me pretty damn seldom.
In the face of a clear, “Hey, I’m married,” I’m amazed.
So – anyone ever give you the blatant “Never mind the ring, let’s go” come-on?