Wednesday, January 9, 2013

It's all in the details

I have simmered for a day and a half, so I'm good to write in reference to my previous post with more perspective.

I think.

Anyway - here's what pissed me off. I was in his house. He was redecorating. There were about 12 empty frames hung up on one wall. Only one had a picture in it. And it was an old-looking portrait of a kid staring at the lens who looked a bit blinded by the photographer's lamp.

I asked if that was him and he said it was. The Mexican went into an elaborate story of how his friend said he looked angry. He confirmed he had been upset because the photographer had taken about five pictures by that point.

Odd to have a pic of yourself as a youngster on the wall of your own home, but... oh well. To each their own. I said nothing further and we moved on to chatting about other things.

On the phone a few days later, he tells me that the picture was actually of his son.


Inhale.

Exhale.


Ok, so he has a 7 year-old son. (With the same name of him. How...cliche.)

What else?

Oh yeah, he was married to the mother, when he was 22. They got divorced at 25, right when they found out she was pregnant.


Inhale and exhale again.

What else? 

His son lives in Mexico with his mom (where he is originally from). He never gets to see him more than once a year. Apparently it's too expensive to fly to Mexico. He also thinks his ex is an unsuitable mother but he 'let' her have custody.

Uh... This guy is a VP - he can afford one return flight to Mexico a month. Does he not know about seat sales and GroupOn? This is just too much.


Okay. Well. Now what?

I was pissed. And the only thing I was pissed about was how he made up an elaborate story about that goddamn picture. He could have been mature and told me the truth then. Or he could have just said he didn't want to discuss it now, but would rather chat later (Not too late, mind you.)

I am a compassionate and understanding person. We all have histories. He refers to history as baggage. He said he wants to find someone help him unpack.

I think I just checked my luggage for the trip back home by my onesies...


What also irks me about The Mexican is how he got mad at me for being upset about his lies. He tried to transfer his guilt onto me. No way was that gonna happen. I stuck to my guns and said I wasn't apologizing.

He said he wants to work things out. How he thinks I'm an angel and we should give 'us' a chance. Not sure I would consider giving my heart to a guy who 'let' his ex take their son.

I know people make mistakes, and I am willing to look past this (eventually). I just can't get over how he lies so easily. And how it was so believable. Of course, I'm afraid he will lie to me again.

This guy's been friend-zoned until he can prove he's worth something more.

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