I’ve got two women who are sisters, and sort-of-next-door neighbors wanting to stow their overnight bags here for an hour or two or three while they shop.
They are then going on their way to wherever. (Yes I’m nice like that, thank you very much, and BTW there is no prurient thing going on here on my behalf).
On retrospect, I should have said, “Sorry, that wouldn’t be too cool about now. I’m on the clock working on some websites, and…”
“I can’t guarantee if I’ll even be here in 2 hours, besides MyGirl is probably going to stop by…”
Past experience dictates that in times like this MyGirl will stop by for a visit. Chaos will ensue as it will seem obvious to her that two hookers are living here.
How do I explain 3 bags of obvious girl stuff sitting right there out in the open?
I’m trying to smile, but sometimes I hate being a nice guy.
In all respect to MyGirl, I’m at a temporary extended-stay hotel while waiting for an apartment. I’m sure I’m going to get a raised eye-brow in the very least.
Thank you for your support.
Honestly, I’m just uncomfortable with the situation. I’m laughing at it because I can see MG walking in and seeing other women’s stuff here, with the stray makeup stuff they left behind.
Me: “But they just dropped off their stuff for awhile after checking out. They’ll be right back to get it.”
MG: “Yeah, right”.
Tell her the truth. You’re already potentially in trouble for having girl stuff around. If you lie and she catches you in it (and it’s best to assume she will), your revealing of the truth will have zero believability.
If she doesn’t believe you, shrug and invite her to hang around until the sisters return for their bags. Accept her apology gracefully after they leave.
If she throws a fit, refuses to believe you, refuses to stay until they return, etc., thank her for demonstrating why it is you’re dumping her. Then dump her.
Good god, are girls really like this? Why do guys react like this? I sure as hell hope my SO wouldn’t ever have to ask this question.
Truth, schmooth. If sitcoms have taught us anything, it’s that an outrageous tale is the best way to get into all sorts of wacky hijinks that all work out for the best in the end.
Now you get out there and tell YourGirl that your long lost sisters are in town and asked you to watch their stuff for a bit!
No lies here, believe me. I just know her first thought walking in here will be “Who have you been sleeping with?”
That’s the plan.
Ain’t gonna happen. We’ve been through thick and thin. But still…I’m not one to invite relative strangers over, hence the raised eye-brow part mentioned.
Not sure what what you mean by this. She does get jealous sometimes.
Hopefully we are secure enough to laugh about this (I am).
I just find myself in an odd situation.
You aren’t really in an odd situation, but you’re having to explain yourself anyway to a jealous girlfriend. I was expressing dismay that some girls are jealous enough to completely overreact to mundane occurrences, and that their boyfriends are so fearful of confronting them about it that they’ll lie about mundane occurences. I am skeptical that jealous people can be in solid relationships.
I’m taking this way more seriously than you intended. Never mind me.
Just wondered something-- if they are sort-of next-door-neighbors-- as in, they have their own room-- why do they need to stash their stuff in your room?
Mrs Blather was unpacking my suitcase when I returned from a business trip and pulled out a lacy, black bra that was not hers. She believed me when I said I didn’t know where it came from (not sure if that’s because I’m trustworthy, boring, or already had a wife too cute for me).
Many months later I remembered we had loaned the suitcase to some friends when they went off on their honeymoon.
Oops. For some reason I thought you were female. My bad.
A late update:
MyGirl came over and wondered about the bags and miscellaneous makeup stuff left here.
(And yes AudreyK, she tends to be on the jealous side of things sometimes, hence me smiling sometimes because of the ridiculousness of it).
I told her they were someone I knew through some brief conversations at the hotel bar/lobby/elevator.
She gave me that raised eye-brow look, but they came back after a few hours. We all met, then they went on their way.
All is good, I just didn’t want the appearance of me fooling around.
enipla: They were staying in a room a few doors down, but were getting back after the lobby closed. That’s why they asked to stow their gear here. BrainGlutton: I like your way of thinking. I wish I could be so bold to try that explanation one time.
