The frog that forgot he was married...

So when I used to work at Big 5 back in California, one day we had a manager who was sick so they brought in a manager from another store to be the sub for the day. He was from Palm Springs (like an hour away) so I had never seen him before. I thought he was very cute and apparently he thought I was cute as well because he seemed to follow me around the whole day that we were working together. When I went to go home that night, I realized that the tires had been stolen from his car (good ol’ ghetto downtown San Bernardino). I ended up having to give him a ride to the store to get new tires. After spending all this time together we realized we were both liking each other so we started dating.

We went out a bunch of times over the next few months. It was nice because he would always come to me and do all the work because he lived so far away. He would say, “I don’t want you to have to drive home late at night so I’ll just come out to your house.” I remember one time, we went to visit my mom at work and one of her co-workers came up to us and said to him, “You are such a gentleman! I saw you open her car door to get out of the car and then you pulled out her chair for her to sit down at the table. More guys should be like you.” He was such a nice guy and treated me super well. The odd thing was that my dad really didn’t like him. I remember even fighting with my dad that he needed to be less judgmental because I liked this guy and he made me happy.

So after a while of us hanging out, I left to go up to Utah for the weekend. As I was driving up, I got a phone call from a private number. I answered and it was some girl. The conversation went as follows:
Girl: Who is this?!
Me: WHO is THIS?!
Girl: How do you know [boys name]?
Me: We work together.
Girl: Well I just wanted you to know he is my husband so stay away!

Worst timing ever because right at this point in time I drove through a canyon so lost reception and dropped the call. So of course I immediately called the boy to tell him what had happened. He denied the whole thing. Said he had gone to a party the night before and maybe someone got a hold of his phone and was playing a joke. I asked him straight out, “Are you married?” and he said no. I accepted his answer and just decided the girl must be a crazy ex or something.

A few hours later, I got a phone call from him saying, “Okay babe. Here’s the story. I kind of AM married. “ I dumped him IMMEDIATELY and he had the nerve to get mad at me for not being more understanding.