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No Good Deed Goes Unpunished
No Good Deed Goes Unpunished
It's Saturday Night. (well the morning after , actualy)
I spent most of the day being lazy, watching DVDs and napping. 7-8ish rolls around and I get up and dressed to head to the bar for a gathering of friends from an online community I frequent.
I get to the bar and apparently I am the first one there, so I find the tables reserved for our group and order a pitcher of beer.
I'm there maybe 15 minutes and in walks my ex LM(daughter's mother) and her boyfriend T(who is actually a woman who looks like a man, and isn't really her boyfriend, but I suspect is her lover, and absolutely hates me, and the feeling is mutual). They take a seat at the bar and don't even notice me.
I consider the situation for a few minutes and decide that I'm going to have a conspicuously good time. Living well is the best revenge as I always say, and being seen having a better time then your ex is part of that.
While I am waiting for the others to arrive, this petite redhead comes and plops down next to me and starts chatting with me, she's obviously had a bit to drink already.
She starts telling me this tale of woe about how the guy over there at the end of the bar is her estranged husband and he's stalking her, followed her here and could she hang over here with me. I told her that I was waiting on my friends to arrive, but she's welcome to hang by me.
I repositioned myself so I can keep an eye on him, and offered her some of my beer. Time passes, beer is drunk, and she’s getting flirtier and handsier by the minute. At first I resisted, but then I though "ya know, she weighs about half what my ex does, and is a hell of a lot cuter, let her do her thing". I caught an evil glare coming my direction from my ex, so I knew I had the right idea.
The night wears on, L is pretty wasted and hanging all over me, I hang out with my online friends and have a good time. L's husband gets thrown out around midnight for being shitfaced drunk and mouthy. 2 AM rolls around and it's time for everyone to leave.
My intention is to drop L off where she wishes to stay and go home. L however begs me to take her to my place stating there is no where safe for her to go. So I do. I practically have to carry her into the house. I put her to bed, take off my shirt, shoes and socks and pass out.
L wakes up at around 5 am and is surprised to find she is still dressed, in a strange bed. She wakes me up with "who the hell are you". I turn on the light and we talk, discussing the night. She's concerned for her and my safety as her husband saw us together all night.
She explains more of her situation, she's a recovering alcoholic who obviously hasn't recovered. She's been out of rehab for 3 days , came home to find her husband who checked her in has been sleeping with her sister. Sis left clues all over the bedroom apparently. Husband has a violent temper and got abusive when she confronted him. She got into a fist fight with her sister. Then she went to the bar to cool off. Husband went to the bar to keep an eye on her, but she chased him away from her and the bouncers backed her up.
We joke around that nobody's going to believe we didn't have sex. We drank some water, popped some aspirin and went back to bed for a few more hours.
We woke up later that morning, she made some phone calls, rehab didn't have any beds available, and so she called her parents.
I dropped her off there and as I was pulling away her husband arrived.
I didn't stay around as she was already in the house, I figured they had a phone and could call the police if the need arises. Plus there are limits to my chivalry.
All in all it was a hell of a night.
While I didn't get laid, I still got to enjoy and more importantly be seen enjoying the company of a pretty woman. I got a healthy does of drama that wasn't my own. (which is the best type of drama)
Plus the rumors that will be flying around online for quite some time will be fun to play with as well. Now if only the remainder of this hangover would pass.
"We are all worms, but i like to think of myself as a glow-worm" - Winston Churchill