Misery Loves Company

I was having a pretty good day today. I have to say that my new friend is a calming influence on me. I like it. We were going to try to meet if the weather was bad. He works outside so if the weather was good he had to work. I prepared myself and was fine when I got the text that he was working today. So we will meet another time.

I figured I’d take the opportunity to do some work for XXX. For whatever reason my email wasn’t working when I got into the office so I walked into his to ask if he could use me today. Right off the bat he made some stupid remark about my earrings. What the fuck?! He said “Wow, look at those earrings!” What the fuck is THAT supposed to mean??!?! Then he said “Not everybody can pull those off.” I asked him what the problem is and told him that I have worn these very same earrings before. I remember specifically wearing them and removing them during one of our “sessions” at his place. So he didn’t remember…whatever.

He then went on and on about his weekend. He has this “Holier than thou” attitude with me lately and I want to punch him in the face most of the time. Not so much because I am jealous but more because I am trying so hard not to remind him that his wife has a history of cheating on him and in my experience will be back to cheating in no time.

In other words Kitty is trying to take the high road.

So I go back to my office and work and then return to XXX’s office when it is time to work with him. We exchange the usual “How ya doin’?” that we always have. He admitted that his drinking has gotten out of control then continued to tell me that he has never been happier. Okay, Kitty is not judging at this point. I ask how his attempt to quit smoking is going. He said fine. He can refrain from smoking when he is at the house with his wife but when he moves back for good he is going to quit entirely. Okay, still Kitty does not judge.

Then XXX for whatever reason decided to turn on Kitty and says “How is your BIKER friend?” Um…I believe he is talking about my friend “Jr.” a.k.a. The Voice of Reason. SERIOUSLY, PEOPLE, we need to think of a good blog name for him!

Now I have no idea where XXX got the impression that Jr. is a biker because #1 he’s not and #2 I haven’t told XXX anything specific about him just that we met in person and that I like him. When I failed to react to XXX’s biker comment, he pushed it even further and said, “Kitty, we are going to cleanse your soul in 2012.”

Okay….WHAT THE FUCK IS THAT SUPPOSED TO MEAN?!?!?!?!?! I think XXX was a little shaken because I looked straight at him and said “Okay….WHAT THE FUCK IS THAT SUPPOSED TO MEAN?!?!?!?!?!” I continued by saying “Do you realize how completely pompous and arrogant you sound?” Now XXX gets this contrite look on his face and I can never tell if he is sincere or not. I have to tell you though that one of the benefits of working with the guy you used to fuck is that you can say just about anything to him and he can’t won’t fire you.

So I pointed out to XXX that #1 he is no better than me just because he has reconciled with his wife. #2 just because he is happy doesn’t mean his lifestyle would make ME happy just as my lifestyle wouldn’t necessarily make HIM happy. In other words I pointed out that just as he pities me for taking on a lover I pity him for taking back a woman who will most likely always cheat on him. Only Kitty said it in a nicer way. Either way it had to be said.

I also pointed out that I am trying so hard to be a good kitty. “What do you mean?” he asked.

“I mean that as your friend I support your decision to reconcile with your wife. I wish you every happiness. But in all honesty, as a cheater I know that once we have tasted the forbidden fruit…” Initially I hated saying that. I did not want to sound sour because I really am not and the funny thing is that when we work together I have no problem with it. I am not the least bit attracted to XXX or the least bit uncomfortable around him which for whatever reason makes him EXTREMELY uncomfortable.

So the point I am trying to make dear friends is that misery loves company. I believe XXX is miserable and I do feel bad about that but DUDE, I will not let you drag me down there with you and I don’t need YOU to cleanse my soul. Thank you.