Silly me. I was always under the impression that falling in love was an activity done – preferably – by two people, although in sad cases could happen to only one, but I didn’t realize how many people are involved.
TokyoWife’s friend has had a crush on a coworker. She’s in Taiwan and he’s in Singapore, so they don’t see each other much. At a recent planning meeting in Shanghai, they went out for drinks together, for the first time alone. He made a drunk pass at her and told her that he thinks she’s really smart, beautiful, etc. She didn’t go back to his room, as he wanted, but the entire conversation was discussed, analyzed, rediscussed and reanalyzed. Did he mean that? Was he just trying to get into her pants for the night? Where will this go? If they marry, where will they live?
TokyoWife is all excited. There’s more IM flying though my house than in a whole class of junior high school girls. OK, I’ll take that back, there could never be more IM’ing than a class of junior high school girls, but I think you can get the picture. All subsequent emails from him have been forwarded and I’m called in as the resident expert on male behavior.
For the record, my advice: [del]Hell if I know, some guys will say anything to get laid. Shit, when I was young and stupid instead of being old and stupid, I’d have done the same thing.[/del]That’s exciting. If he’s interested he’ll keep up the contact.
Her friend hasn’t had a boyfriend for a while, and has liked this guy for a long time. What the fuck, I’m getting too far into the particulars.
Anyway, back to the point. Guys aren’t like that. We find out that our friends are going out like how I found out my friend was living with someone.
(At a sports bar)
TP: Great game. You wanna 'nother beer?
Male Friend: Nay, I promised the girlfriend I’d go home early tonight. We gotta do something tomorrow.
TP: That sucks.
We also find out that they’re getting married like this.
TP: Good game. You wanna 'nother beer?
MF: Nay, Nay, I promised the girlfriend I’d go home early tonight. We gotta go try on tuxes tomorrow. The wedding’s coming up.
TP: Damn, you need another beer.
