More gossip from work. The head bartender, doorman, and DJ were a little tipsy. We had to deal with the cops and paramedics all night. A jealous H and his wife and an OM were fighting and tazers and a vehicle were involved along with numerous injuries. Like a scene form Cheaters!
The topic of marital infidelity came up and the drunk bartender began to cry how much she looked up to my H and thought of him as a big brother. Another one said he had actually saved his life in a knifing ( my H was a trained firefighter in the military).
She said some coworkers were talking about how could he do such bad things to such a nice wife. Blah, blah, blah. I guess people expect the LBS rto be some royal beotch but we usually got along.
The doormen were saying how easy it was to like me and how my H was crazy to not fight for an attractive smart wife.. Yada Yada Yada.
I told them I did not want to hear about H but something about liquor and adrenaline makes people talk and sob. Most of all I did not want to hear what a wonderful man he used to be and what a angry man he is now. But it does confirm that, as Donna says, I am not crazy.
Me:38 H:39 MLC M:10 R:23 years D6 S3 Bomb: Easter, 2007 "Every day may not be good, but there's something good in every day."
