Guy’s and girls have a different relationship structure. Girls, tend to be a lil catty. There is some behind the back talk going on from time to time… or all the time. Girls will get a boyfriend and he becomes their world. Feelings get hurt, and stay hurt for a while. It’s like taking care of an exotic vehicle. Lots of maintenance. Guys, on the other hand, are simple. We are. We are just simple creatures… at least most of us are. Our arguments get resolved pretty quickly over a beer. We have guy code, which we follow very strictly. Not much maintenance with dude relationships.
So here’s what is happening. Kinsey and I are heading back home for a wedding soon, we actually have a couple, but anyways, one of these weddings will be attended by a lot of my friends from waaaay back in the day. Guys I have not seen in 10 years, except for the high school reunion. I was informed yesterday, by one of the groomsmen, that the bride is not really happy with one of my buddies. This guy is also a groomsmen. So what did he do? Well, girls always have that one friend they don’t like, but this guy is usually not that guy. She actually does like him as a person. She is just not very thrilled that he is bringing his girlfriend. So what did this girl do wrong? She was born in the 90s. Yeah. My 32 year old friend, is dating an 19 year old woman. Wow! Right?!?!? My buddy also said that she looks like a young 19 too. Just turned 19 and looks 16 according to my friend. Sooooo, we don’t know how to go about this. If he was 25 we would probably high five him… but that feels weird now. She is still a teenager, fresh out of high school. He is in his 30s, working full time, and partying at the clubs… she can’t do that.
I have mixed emotions. For some reason, I think that if she was 20, I wouldn’t get that oogy feeling from it… but she’s my sisters age. That means that one of my friends could end up dating my sister. So we have to find a way to tell him that the bride is not comfortable with this. Or do we just let it happen and see how it goes? I don’t know.