Last weekend my husband and I (and the Little One) saw a college friend I haven’t seen for ten years, let’s call her Wanda, and her recent fiance, let’s call him Archie (they’re getting married in June). She seemed exactly the same as in college (I imagine she thought the same about me), and he seemed like a nice, interesting guy. I had a good visit with them, first without my husband but with another friend, call her Harriet, from college (and her husband Tom, who was also at college with us) and then they left and my husband and baby came.
I got some weird vibes off Archie, though. Not his personality itself – like I said, he seemed like a nice enough guy, and I imagine I’d like him if I met him independent of Wanda – but… I’m used to engaged couples being just a little bit glowy and inclined to praise each other at the slightest provocation. Wanda was like this. Archie… not so much. I asked how they met, and Wanda said something along the lines of, “Online, can you believe we were able to make such a great match there?” and Archie said something like, “Yeah, Wanda fit me in between dates nineteen and twenty that month… it’s a bit insulting, really!” A little later, as we were talking about the other people in our old college group of friends, he said, “Hey, and you’re the only one who is still unmarried? I must’ve gotten the defective one!”
There were several little things like that, where I reckon he was joking, but still. I am fairly sure some of it is an inferiority complex, because Wanda, Harriet, Tom, and I all went to college at a posh Ivy League and had advanced degrees (in fact Wanda, Harriet, and Tom are all medical doctors), whereas Archie went to a state school and “only” has a masters degree. He actually referred to these things a couple of times – “I only went to a state school, and I’m not a doctor, but at least I know X.” Also, once Harriet and Tom left and my husband, who also went to a state school, was around, Archie calmed down a lot and seemed a lot less inclined to come back to this point.
But still… by the time we left I was a little worried about their relationship, and even in my head wondering if this marriage was going to last. I almost wanted to take him aside and say, “Look, I know Wanda is a great catch on paper, and she’s cute and smart and the two of you would have gorgeous kids, but really, you don’t have to marry her unless you really, really want to and don’t have any doubts about it.”
Note that my husband didn’t get this vibe at all, and actually said to me that he thought they got along well (before I aired my doubts), so likely I’m just blowing things out of proportion. It’s certainly possible that this is just Archie’s sense of humor (certainly Wanda didn’t seem to object horribly, whereas I would have if my husband said those kinds of things, although she started out by denying them (“I didn’t have that many dates!” “Yes you did!” “Oh…”), which is even worse in my book), and that I’m projecting (Wanda is totally Type A, if you couldn’t tell by the date-19-and-20 thing, and although she’s a nice friend I would never want to marry someone like her). It’s also true that Wanda is a very cheerful happy type, which I imagine can paper over a lot of things as well.
But still. I’m bemused because this sort of vague but serious doubt about an engaged couple has never happened to me before. Occasionally I’ll have the “well, there’s someone for everyone!” moment (as we call it in our house) or the “Yeah, he’s clearly not good enough for her” moment, when I meet a friend’s fiance or husband, but it’s usually pretty clear that they complement each other, even if it’s not a person I would have personally chosen for them.
Has this happened to you, that you had vague doubts about an engagement/marriage that on paper sounded like a good thing? I’m not talking about things like my sister and her ex-boyfriend, who fought like cats and dogs every day– that one I knew was doomed, to the point where I was buying her relationship books in the hope she’d get it before they got engaged/married (fortunately she did). I’m talking about things that were subtle, that you thought maybe you had imagined, but that still gave you pause. Were you right or wrong? I imagine I’m wrong – I only saw them for an afternoon, after all. I hope so, anyway.