May 16, 2006 06:36
I just need someone to tell me, is there something on my face? I ask this because I have the distinct feeling that there is something about me that leads people who hardly know me to tell me their secrets, often in the most inappropriate situations.
Case in point: last night was The Girl's end of the season soccer party. I ended up sitting with the coach's wife, whom I have spoken with maybe twice in the 4 yrs The Girl has been on the team (she doesn't come to many games or practices). Anyway, I was commenting on how we would miss the team once we were gone, how great The Coach was with all the girls and whatnot. She lets loose with a big, "Yeah, right!" She goes on to tell me that The Coach cheated on her with a coworker and subsequently moved in with the 27 year-old hussy. Moreover, if she had known that he was going to pull something like this, she wouldn't have had all these kids(4) with him. Mind you, three out of the four kids-- ages 12, 5 and 2-- were sitting right there as she said this.
I don't think it is ever a good idea to imply to a child's face that you wish they were never born. Sure, all parents think it at one point or another. I've even spoken with friends about it, but you have to make sure the kids aren't around.
It went on and on like that for over an hour. I was stuck for most of the party with this sad and bitter woman. I am so bad at extricating myself from awkward situations. Worst part of it all: I don't even know this woman's name. Of course, even if I see her again I can never ask. I already know too much.
wtf?!