As I’ve said, many times, I have a lousy memory. Pitiful. I can be looking straight at a person who I’ve met several times and not be able to remember his/her name. It sucks.
But, I can remember faces. And have a pretty easy time remembering where I know a face from.
Speaking of looking at faces… a couple of months ago I was looking at my match.com inbox when I saw a face I recognized. From life. A friend of a friend I’ve met several times over the past few years. I was 99.9% sure it was him. So I read his profile and sure enough, it was definitely him. I assume he didn’t recognize me/my profile.
IRL he’s married. Not on match.com. I was tempted to call our mutual friend and rat him out, but decided it wasn’t any of my business. And I didn’t want to put his close friend (our mutual friend) in an awkward position.
Seriously, though, Match.com with a public picture in a town as small as NYC (it’s a really small town in a lot of ways)? Dumbass!
I was reminded of this, yesterday, when I read Miss Melissa Mae’s hysterical post, Unwitting Homewrecker. And, I’m SURE he’s hooked up with some woman by now. Several women. He’s handsome, charming – all the good stuff. And as he’s advertising himself as single…
Well, I think it’s funny.
Tags: awkward, Cheating, friends