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An ex-friend of mine was a complete "playa". He was married with a beautiful wife and daughter but was the poster boy for infidelity. One night we went to a bar and he left to deal with things, telling me if his wife called me (I don't know why she had my number) to tell her we went to the hockey game.
I decided to stay at the bar and flirt with the bartender for a bit. The hockey game (Leafs and someone else) was on the TV so I watched here and there. Well things were going well with the bartender and we talked for a good hour or more. I left just after the game finished.
Shortly after I get home, sure enough, his wife calls and I lie to her saying we went to the game together and he's on his way home. She seemed content and then, just before hanging up, added "so who won the game?" Smart girl she is! I told her we won and said goodbye.
I called my boy up after and told him how lucky he was I was hitting on the bartender - and that we hit it off! If not, I would have left and never knew what happened in the game. I told him it was an omen and that I wouldn't lie to his wife again.
Of course, sometime down the road they divorced, thankfully, but he's still the same - some things never change ...
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