As I think you probably know, G has no shame. And no, that hasn’t changed since we divorced. First, he’ll tell me what I should buy him for his birthday or for Christmas. What’s weird is that we never really exchanged gifts when we were married. Now, he says something like, “you should buy me that for my birthday.” And he’s serious. What?! And I’m a sucker, so normally I do. WTF.
Then, he always asks me to get him something when I travel. Before I left for Singapore he said, “could you get me a black tank top from wherever you’re going?” That’s right, he couldn’t even remember where I was going, but he still wanted a souvenir. And of course, I got him one. That’s the thing about G, he is very good at getting people to do stuff for him. And he doesn’t just do it to me, he does it to everyone. He knows that everyone likes him…even when we hate him. Ugh.
Well, I couldn’t find a black tank top in Singapore so I went with a black t-shirt. The good thing is that G is pretty easy to please so he was happy. And a couple of days later, he was rocking the shirt…
With pajama pants, his “house shoes” as he calls them, and a gold chain (never leaves home without it), all while dusting off his car. Seriously. I was leaving the house to go to work and had to take the picture. Then, he wanted to make it “better” so he got his sunglasses:
You just can’t make this sh*t up.