My Dad always warned my sister and myself about preserving our reputations and how it’s all we have and blah blah blah…like I really listened. I was young. Reputation…what reputation?!
So, I went through a small…tiny…itty bitty, promiscuous phase. We’re talking…microscopic (HI MOM!!). And…I slept with this guy. It was a whim maneuver. Summer. Wine coolers. Heavy make-out session. You know the drill. One thing led to another and…he lost his virginity to me. I didn’t even know he was a virgin until after…which was a full 5 seconds later!
Fast forward a year later. We started dating. And just to redeem myself from the slut behavior that I had exhibited the previous summer…I wouldn’t sleep with him. Yay me! But…he was still interested in me. But I found him somewhat boring so…that ended that!
Now fast forward again…if you aren’t too dizzy…to today…
I take my son into his preschool camp. Walk him down the hall to his class.
And there he is.
That dude that had relinquished his virginity to me…gratefully, I’m sure.
That guy…who just didn’t do it for me back then.
And…
He’s so good looking now. Not that he wasn’t before but…age has done wonders!
And so obviously successful…which is an attractive trait to, might I add!
And…
I was so embarrassed to see him that I avoided all eye contact…and verbal exchange, for that matter. Yes, I was UNFRIENDLY! Wouldn’t even look at him!
I ran out of my son’s room…who, by the way…loves this guys kids and wants a…gasp…play date with him!
I ran to my car…which was parked right by his…
And, I drove as fast as I could, away from there.
The whole time I was thinking to myself…my Dad was right. Not about the reputation part. Because, quite frankly, I’m 39…let them talk!! But…he used to always say that you don’t want to be THAT girl in a room, where everyones husband or boyfriend…had slept with. NO…my preschool Mommy friends…I did NOT sleep with ANY of your husbands. And really, I was NEVER that big of a sleep around kind of girl…I just made out with everyone…NOT YOUR HUSBANDS though!!
But now I know what he meant. It was a yucky feeling. Really. Uncomfortable. And that was just from ONE guy!
I’m so glad that, on the most part, during my small, tiny, itty bitty…microscopic…promiscuous time…it was mostly with guys that didn’t live in the same area as I do.
THAT…was a smart move!! Advice that I didn’t get from my Dad. Which, can you imagine…a father saying to his daughter…if you want to sleep around, in a small, tiny, itty bitty, microscopic manner…make sure you do it with guys from the other side of town!? HAH!
I won’t be telling MY daughters THAT little trick!!
Maybe he won’t be dropping his kid off anymore…because I…FOR SURE…did NOT sleep with his wife…or any other women for that matter!!
XOXO
Dang, why did he have to turn out to be such a catch?
Everyone runs into a ex or two eventually. I just always seem to be with my husband when it happens to me. Awkward.
I have one ex that I run into at least twice a year. He was the best in bed so I always have that “Should I have stayed with him” awkward thought. Uggg it’s tough. Glad you lived through it.
This shouldn’t be funny, since I have a teenaged daughter myself, but I had to laugh, just a little. He probably felt as awkward as you did.
But how did you look when you saw him? Cuz that is what really matters. Everytime I run into an ex I seem to look really crappy. Of course. 😉
I feel for ya! Good story to pass on to your daughters, though, in the name of object lessons . . .
*Gasp*! Do you think he recognized you?!
yikes! now THAT’s awkward!!!!
LMAO. I would have been all “heeeeyyyyyyyyyy!! Does your wife like that thing I taught you?”
OH my god! UNREAL! How freaking crazy is that??! But seriously, excellent lesson to teach with a great story to boot!!
Stop on by I gave you a little something
I remember my friend once talking about being in a room where she’d slept with all the men there.
Ewww!
I wasn’t that bad, either!
One of those situations I would’ve gone home and thought of all the witty quips I could’ve used– but ignore him when he was actually there– yep. Would’ve done the same thing.
good one! thankfully i never dated anyone in the state of michigan and wont have that problem. (actually…i wont have that problem in ny state.) now im curious who it is and which pre-school hes going to!!!
OOOPPS. i meant to typen “in ANY state”…NOT “NY state”! yikes. big difference there!
Oy vey. That sucks. I can only imagine how that freaked you out. I always heard it as not buying the cow if the milk was free.
Luckily I’ve moved around so much, I have NO exes (or f- friends) that live in my area. Otherwise I’m sure I’d be embarrassed on a daily basis. Yes, my promiscuous phase was a tad longer than yours, methinks.
So glad I finally found the new blog! I emailed you to get the link again & didn’t hear back! I missed ya! Hugs!
OK I’m getting really tired of my comments disappearing.
Yowza. I would not want to run into my first. We dated for a long time both before and after the event, but still.