Dream date had loose idea of what ‘separated’ is
By Cheryl Lavin January 8, 2014 11:24AM
Updated: January 14, 2014 11:31AM
Cassie met Mason just before Christmas.
On paper, he was quite the catch. He had a good job, lived in a great neighborhood, and drove a beautiful car. He was legally separated, no kids, and very available.
They spent Christmas Eve together at her apartment. They had dinner, talked and cuddled. “I really liked Mason because he was very smart and very nice.”
Although they had just met, Mason brought Cassie some lovely gifts for the holidays. There was a bathrobe, a set of body lotion and perfume, two pairs of earrings and a sweater. The gifts were rather intimate, but not over the line of good taste. There wasn’t any lingerie — no panties or teddies.
Mason was going to Phoenix for the weekend after Christmas, but he asked Cassie if he could see her on New Year’s Eve. She said yes.
He arrived with more presents, a sterling silver ring with a huge blue stone and a turquoise bracelet. They went to dinner and had a lovely time. They talked about life and the conversation flowed effortlessly. Still, by 9 o’clock, Cassie was getting tired.
“I’d had a pinched nerve in my neck during the week and even though the flare-up had calmed down somewhat, I still had a slight headache. We walked back to my condo and I said good night in front of the revolving door outside the lobby.”
Mason didn’t take the abrupt good night nicely. “I apologized to him if he had to alter his plans because I wanted to turn in so early, but I remained firm about my decision not to continue socializing.”
When she got into her apartment, she felt badly that she’d been so abrupt with him. She decided to call him and leave a nice message on his answering machine. But the machine didn’t pick up. A woman answered.
“Hello, have I reached xxx-xxxx?”
“Yes, you have.”
“Who are you? Are you Mason’s wife?”
She hung up.
Fortunately Cassie and Mason had dated only three times and had never gone beyond cuddling, because when she found out he wasn’t legally separated, that he was very much unseparated, she was angry. She never expected to hear from him again, but a few minutes later, he called. She let him have it.
“Mason, when I called you a few minutes ago, I got your wife on the other end of the line. You lied to me, and I never, ever want to speak to you again! Please do not call me back because I have nothing to say to you!”
To make this story even worse, Cassie’s birthday is Jan. 1.
“I absolutely hate New Year’s Eve and New Year’s Day. I have never had a birthday where anyone ever really gave a hoot. Some years I had a party for myself, I’ve had an occasional date, but most of the time I’ve been by myself.
“With the exception of a card from a neighbor and phone calls from friends and my sisters wishing me a happy new year and a happy birthday, I was by myself. That was just as well because I was very angry and would have been bad company.
“I hope everyone had a nicer New Year’s holiday than I did.”
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