A better class of jerk
So I dated a really lovely guy for a while there.
He was intelligent, worldly, classy and fun. He was passionate and chatty and we had heaps in common.
It was going really well.
That is, until he decided to get back together with his wife, thus contravening the dating rules for men in a fairly spectacular fashion.
I could choose to be sad or see this as progress. Despite the fact that this guy ended up being a jerk, he was a much better class of jerk than the last guy I dated.
I have learnt an important lesson about getting involved with men who are merely separated, not divorced.
I hereby give up dating. I am done.