First, I want to thank all the loyal readers that encouraged me to keep the blog, and to officially say I plan to keep going. The week I took off a couple weeks ago was much needed, but life has continued to be stressful with too much going on at work. Anyway, the week I took off gave me a chance to revisit days of fun and games, or also known as days without responsibility. I also took a break from suits and ties, and wore a lot of casual clothing. I thought I would post one of the casual outfits I wore that week, and tell a story from my crazy collegiate past.
It all began my sophomore year of college, and of course there was a lovely girl involved. Julie was my dream at the moment, but one thing stood in my way..........her 22 year old boyfriend. Regardless, being the crafty schemer I was, I decided to pursue her anyway at all cost. I tried flattery, sweet gestures, and numerous other ways to penetrate her heart. She was always half way receptive, but she reminded me that she was taken at the end of the day. Frustrated and impatient, I decided to help things along and it was time for drastic measures. Fortunately, I had befriended several of her sorority sisters, and I would need my closest friend Ivy to help.
As my plan unfolded in my mind, I decided to write a letter to Julie confessing that I had cheated on her with a girl back home in her boyfriend's home county. Oh, I forgot to mention the letter would be written by me, but signed by her boy. I did my homework as well. I found out who he had dated in the past, and I made the girl he cheated with an ex-girlfriend. The letter was typed and sealed in an envelope with a stamp and return address (her boyfriend's). Now, this is the point when Ivy was needed. Ivy would often get Julie's mail for her, and I had Ivy to place the letter in Julie's mail. I hoped that she would not notice that it had not been through the postal service, and she never noticed. Of course, Julie was enraged by the letter, and even though poor boyfriend swore it wasn't true, Julie now had doubt in her mind. One week later, Julie dumped her boy, and I began dating her the next week. Julie was great for a while, but I soon realized she wasn't worth all the trouble and I dumped her. In the end, I realized that I had more in common with Ivy, that little minx.
23 comments:
So, let me get this straight: you go to great lengths to orchestrate an elaborate fraud to break a girl's heart. Then, after her heart is broken, when she's incredibly vulnerable, you add insult to injury and you dump her?
AND, to make matters worse, you are BRAGGING about this?
Wow. You are a real winner.
No, let me amend that: you are vulgar, social-climbing, class-envying, parvenue. Pathetic.
drew,
For one, I was in college. Second, I was not bragging, just sharing. It is a ridiculous story, I know. Would I do that today? No! And yes, I am a winner! Thanks
Dont be an ass, Drew. I think what he is saying is be careful what you wish for, you just might get it. Once he got the girl, she turned out to not be worth it. The true prize was right before his eyes. Right?
anonymous,
You hit the nail right on the head! Ivy and I are still friends today. I spent all the time and effort for Julie when Ivy and I already had chemistry.
Oooh, love the pants! I want me some madras pants, really I do.
Did not love the story. Glad you've learned better, grown out of it, found the right one, etc., etc. I too dated girls with boyfriends and also had a great girlfriend stolen from me by a guy who had the insurmountable advantages of religion and proximity. That makes me think that everyone has a similar story and mine is not that special. But I didn't see any mention of your apologies to Julie or her former boyfriend, and it's hard for me to believe that you didn't know better even at the time and that you think that sharing this story is going to do your reputation any good at all.
marmer,
I didn't apologize......how would it have made it better? I lived by the code of all is fair in love and war ;) In addition, I could care less about my reputation. I worry little about what people think of me. I do appreciate the compliment on the pants, thanks!
Thanks for your response. I do really enjoy your blog and the photos you post.
"I worry little about what people think about me."
An interesting philosophy for a businessman....
southern lawyer,
Thanks for your comment but remember, nobody knows my identity. I don't tell these stories around the office. The blog is an outlet. However, I don't care about what people think of me, and I spend little time trying to impress. If you knew what I did for a living it would make sense. People pay me because I deliver results!
It's too bad people don't pay you to be a vulgar, hopelessly middle-class, transparent wanna-be. You'd make a lot more money.
drew,
u r starting to aggravate me a little! I can't help u never had the guts to go after what u wanted! However, obviously I add excitement to your life or you wouldn't be reading my blog. So if I am vulgar and pathetic, what does it say for you engaging in the blog commentary.
Drew, its his blog. Start your own. If you dont like what he's saying, dont visit. At least he has the guts to talk about less than stellar stories of his past. What about Drew?
Thanks Anonymous! I hate to be rude to people, but he is pushing it. I never leave rude comments on other blogs and if I hate other blogs subject matter, I leave to never return. Thanks again for sticking up for me. I do appreciate it.
Ridiculous story? Sir, your actions have consequences. If you are the one behind that awful letter, after all these years, I challenge you to a duel.
i was endlessly entertained by your story richard. don't worry about the naysayers.
you were truthful, and if people want unicorns and rainbows all of the time, well they should go looking for it.
life is messy, it's breathtaking, we do crazy things and in the end we have stories to tell. for people to judge your actions in college, well, i say....
why do so many folks watch shows like gossip girl, grey's anatomy... etc, those shows aren't perfect. people aren't perfect either.
good for you holding your ground. you are awesome!
suzanne
oh & i like your sweater!
Thanks Suzi! You are the best!
Richard,
I like your story. I think every guy has done crazy things for a girl.
I like the pants! They look a little heavy for the hot weather. I probably have that wrong, please correct me if I do. Bill
bill,
thanks for the compliment, and the pants are actually very light and made of cotton. However, u r correct that some plaid pants are too heavy for summer. These would be pants in tartan made of wool, and I will display them later this fall.
Hello. I'm european, and maybe that's the reason why I don't like the madras pants. Nobody here wear them. It's little boy pant; or even school uniform, but I can't imagine a gentleman wearing this kind of pants in a informal dinner, or playing golf. Curiosly, when in Europe th epeople want to do describe a "typical american tourist", ever is described with madras pants.
However, this Blog it's GREAT!!. I love your daily posts. It's like a drug, every morning when i finish to chech the e-mails, i have a look to your blog. Congratulations from Barcelona.
First, as dear Suzanne says, your story was very entertaining and, yes, it was not a beautiful thing to do, but we've all done some sort of thing like that and also I think it is very healthy that you share your stories here with us when you feel doing so.
Second, I agree with the above commenter about the pants (and also about your blog!), beeing also European myself I think we share the same perceptions and oh, how I love Barcelona!!!
As an Englishman, I cannot advocate the Madras pants. But I must say you look very good in that jumper. A nice casual look with the cuffs as well.
Just wanted to say thank you for your blog, I read with great interest. I would be lying if I said I always appreciated your choices, but we are from different countries and that is to be expected. Generally I approve of your style and attitude.
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