It’s Pretty Clear Who The “Bad Guy” Is

, , , , , , | Related | May 12, 2020

For the record, I still don’t know if I’m the good or the bad guy in this story. While I’m proud of myself for finally speaking my mind, I recognize that my actions were incredibly unprofessional.

Some background is required. Several years ago, I was part of a group of friends who met at [Person #1]’s house to play board games once a week. After several months with this group, I was let in on the Big Secret: [Person #1] was cheating on his wife with [Person #2]. I was let in on this secret in order for [Person #1] and [Person #2] to be able to act like a couple in front of the group of friends away from [Person #1]’s wife and discuss their relationship without having to hide the affair around the group.

The expectation was that I would keep the Big Secret. I was incredibly uncomfortable with this arrangement; I hadn’t asked for the information and did not want it. I think affairs are horrible and I felt terrible for [Person #1]’s wife. Things went sour shortly afterward, and I ended up leaving the group feeling extremely bitter. I should point out, however, that I never gave up the Big Secret.

Fast forward to this year. I work for an internationally-known gaming convention at the front desk, and this year I am taking time cards as the convention comes to a close. With this convention, employees go by pseudonyms instead of our real names. Someone I vaguely recognize hands me their time card. He looks at me and as I start to realize who it is, he says, “Do you remember me?” Just as I figure out who he is, he says, “You used to come over to my house to play board games.”

Yes, it is [Person #1]. I reply with, “And you’re cheating on your wife.” It just flies out of my mouth before I realize what I’m saying. He grows cold, says, “Yes, I am,” and walks off.

I’ve already handed the time card to my immediate supervisor, so I ask her to rifle through the cards. She pulls one out and reads his real name, and I start cursing. I start imagining all the different kinds of trouble I’m going to get in for being so rude to a coworker. I explain everything to my supervisor, and she advises me to walk around the expo hall for the next hour to calm down. I do as she recommends, and when I come back, I talk to the manager of all of the convention employees.

I explain to the manager my shared history with [Person #1], and before I can finish telling her what happened an hour earlier, she starts laughing! She says she finds the whole thing hilarious and that she would have done the exact same thing I did. [Person #1]’s behavior is disgusting and I have nothing to worry about. What a relief!

I go back to work with a huge weight off my shoulders. Because I went right to the top, I’m safe if [Person #1] complains to his immediate supervisor. And hey, I finally got to speak my mind!

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Now Less A Girlfriend AND A Good Friend

, , , , | Romantic | April 25, 2020

The guy I’m dating likes to surprise me by visiting me at work. I decide to return the favor. I walk into the store where he works and see him flirting with a female coworker. His back is to me, so he doesn’t realize I’m there. 

I stand there for a minute, debating whether I should just turn around and walk out. The female coworker looks over at me and immediately steps away from him. He turns around, does a double-take, and gives me a big hug.

Boyfriend: “Oh, [My Name]! I didn’t know you were stopping in today!”

Me: “I thought I’d surprise you. But it looks like you’re too busy doing other things.” 

His face turns red.

Boyfriend: “Never too busy for you! Oh, this is [Coworker]. [Coworker], this is [My Name]. She’s my… good friend.”

I raise an eyebrow.

Me: “‘Good friend,’ huh? That’s one way to put it. [Coworker], it’s nice to meet you. I think I’ll let y’all get back to what you were doing.”

I spin around and walk out. He chases me down.

Boyfriend: “C’mon, babe, don’t be like that.”

Me: “What? You don’t like how your good friend is acting?”

Boyfriend: *Pause* “I f***ed up, didn’t I?”

Me: “That’s one way to put it.”

As you can probably guess, THAT relationship didn’t last much longer!

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The Nights Are About To Get Quieter… And Colder

, , , , , , | Romantic | February 24, 2020

Many years ago, I lived on the bottom floor of a shared house, and a married couple lived on the top floor. I was very shy at the time and just wanted to stay out of other people’s business, but about a week after I moved in, every weeknight the upstairs was resounding with the sound of furious lovemaking. I could hear the bed thumping against the wall and the lustful yells were enough to wake the dead. It was disturbing my sleep. 

After about a month of this, I waited for a weekend, knocked on the upstairs door, and timidly suggested that they be a little bit quieter while making love at night. 

Cue a glare that would freeze Hell from the husband, directed at his wife. 

It turns out he worked nights.

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OUCH

, , , , , , | Romantic | February 22, 2020

I work at the front desk at a hotel and it’s a few days before Christmas. A guy comes in to check in and he seems a bit grumpy, but he just drove from Tennessee to Massachusetts so it’s understandable. He tells me he’s here to see his girlfriend for Christmas. I get him checked in and he goes to his room.

About an hour later, he comes to the lobby and says he needs to check out because his girlfriend is cheating on him. He looks so defeated and sad. I wonder to myself, how did he find out so fast? Also, it should be a red flag that he’s staying in a hotel and not with her.

He says he’s going to drive to Virginia to stay with a friend. I don’t want to interfere, but I tell him he should get some rest since the room is his for the night and I will void out the rest of the nights. He just wants to leave immediately. A few days later, he writes a positive review of the hotel and thanks us for being so understanding of his circumstances. I hope he heals from this.

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A True Hero

, , , , | Related | February 14, 2020

(We are at a Christmas party with all of our family and friends around. My cousin is very much a follow-the-rules type, except for this one incident.)

My Mom: “[Cousin], how did getting your federal clearances go?”

Cousin: “It went okay, up until the part where they ask if you any wrongdoing in your past. I got a bit nervous because the only thing I could think of was when I was in high school. I taught my whole class to learn sign language to help get everyone through an extremely tough test that wasn’t even a part of the curriculum. We signed helping each other out through the test. So, basically, I cheated and helped everyone else cheat. I was terrified when I had to admit this in the clearance reviews.”

Cousin’s Dad: “While we don’t condone this behavior, I was rather impressed that she taught the whole class another form of communication.”

Me: “Well, did you pass your clearance exam?”

Cousin: “I did! It took a while to get the report to come, but I now have a security clearance.”

(Apparently, the officer was impressed with her and said that was nowhere near as bad as some other stories they have heard. All’s well that ends well, and now she stops cybercrime.)

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