If
you member back a little ways I told you about a girl in Florida that
I dated, and that I led her on a little bit, what I hadn't really
made clear, I think, is that I'd never stopped leading. So when she
came out for a visit the next spring I was sort of committed to my
new girlfriend but she was under the impression the we were still
keeping our thing on a low simmer and were going to reignite it soon.
The old girlfriend called me and set up a time we could get together
to go rock climbing and I still chickened out of letting her know
that I had another girl in my life. That would've been the ideal time
to tell her, you know, Before they met? Anyway, I set up to meet her
one afternoon that spring of my senior year in a parking lot in a
town a few miles north so we could go climbing in the canyon that was
close to there. The thing is somehow it worked out that my girlfriend
found out about it and she invited herself along. When I pulled up in
my truck to meet my Florida girlfriend I had my current girlfriend in
the cab and there was no way that was going to end well but I pushed
forward anyway. What added to the awkwardness of the situation is
that they both thought they were my girlfriend and I hadn't really
cleared that up. Also, somewhat ironically they were both dressed
almost identically wearing khaki shorts, a white tank-top and boots
with socks. When I first pulled up beside old girlfriend she looked
pretty happy to be seeing me after a year. That happy look kind of
melted away into confusion when she noticed there was a girl in the
truck with me. I got out and said 'hi' and introduce my girlfriend
not as my girlfriend but by her first name and did so conversely with
my other old girlfriend. They were both looking each other sizing
things up and realizing what the situation exactly was. They were
pretty polite at first but then they started in with some passive
aggressive jibes and both of them being quite high toned didn't help
to de-escalate the situation. In fairness to them, this whole thing
was entirely my fault. We drove up to the canyon across town, got
geared up scaled a couple climbs and the whole time the tension is
mounting and each girl is trying to stake her claim by making sure
that she was as close as possible to me and touching me whenever she
could to establish dominance. The problem being is that they were
both way too intense to be cowed and things just got more and more
uncomfortable. After about an hour climbing I feared violence was
about to break out and I suggested we called it a day. When I asked
what the Florida girlfriend was doing that night and before she could
respond my girlfriend who was most adamantly against PDA reminded me
that we already had plans and kissed me square on the mouth. That was
the coup de grace in the Florida girlfriend, who I still thought was
really cool decided she'd seen enough and said she was busy anyway
and left. I never talked to her again. I just hope all of the other
men she met in her life weren't such selfish jerks. I thought with
all the public kissing my girlfriend was going to be more into me and
reward me with some making out. But somewhere in her love addled mind
she also felt that being brought along on a date with an old
unbroken-up with girlfriend was not the coolest way to spend an
afternoon either and she was cool to cold for a day or ten.
