Why I Can’t Stand Married Men Who Cheat

Before I jump into this subject, I want to make it perfectly clear that none of what I am about to write is for the ladies.

This is not for the females who have been hurt by a cheating boyfriend or husband. This is not about how I used to cheat, later realized it was wrong, and went on a journey in search of self discipline and the ability to make good decisions. Today’s post is about none of that and kind of, sort of, not for women, though I would never say they should not read. I just want it to be clear, today I’m not talking to them, and I’m not really talking about me, but since we are talking about cheating, let me get this much out of the way:This is about the married men who cheat and why I have absolutely no respect for them.

The reason I can’t stand married men who cheat is really quite simple: These jerks are getting in my way. This is not to say they’re outmacking me, or they’re directly throwing salt in my game. I don’t look at any man as direct competition, because when it’s time to play,  it’s always me versus her.

But what married men do is they infiltrate an area I already have under control, and what makes it worse is they chose to retire from this line of duty years ago.

Life should come with certain membership cards we can actually hold and from time to time need to show because too many people try and live lives they no longer have the membership to live in. When a man gets married, he should be forced to give away his card into the players club and never be allowed to return. But since life doesn’t come with membership cards, we have guys out here showing their ID to get into the same parties I, a SINGLE man, am getting into.

I am not married. I am fine with that. I have no issue with that. It allows me to have a lot of fun, fun that any man who decided to get married decided to leave behind, except some men don’t learn. They keep on wanting to play in my playground when they have their own swing set at home.

It’s the kind of behavior that pisses me off. It makes me wish I could find the wives of every married man who cheats and be apart of her plans for revenge in the most intimate and inappropriate of ways. That’s cold game, I know, but it’s also truth. The players code doesn’t apply to husbands.  If she felt better afterward, fine, but what I really hope happens is the man finally understands, if he has a pool in his own backyard, he can no longer come over to the public pool and start pissing in it. That’s a right reserved strictly for single men and single women.

I used to think it was nearly impossible for a man to stay faithful, so if he stepped out on his wife, I thought he was only do what came natural to him. Then, I began to think, if it’s so hard to stay faithful in a marriage, then maybe it would be better to either wait to get married or don’t get married at all. Something I call, George Clooning the game. See, men like me and George Clooney know what we want. More women. So we don’t put ourselves in a situation where the supply is cut off. Do we find cheating fundamentally f*cked up? Absolutely. No matter the circum-stance, cheating is wrong, but I think we can all agree that cheating on a spouse is a little worse than cheating on a girlfriend.

Any man who decides to take those vows has four obligations: The first is to his wife, obviously. The second is to himself, because the most important thing for all of us to be is honest with ourselves about ourselves. The third and probably most important is to whatever higher power under which he got married, whether that be the state court, Jesus Christ, or any other spiritual figure. And the fourth is to me.

That’s right me, and all the other single men and women who are out here trying to one day land a life partner of their own. These married men need to realize if getting married is a violation of the player’s code, talking up other women while married, is defecating on it.

Women get approached on a daily basis, and it wears them down to the point where if I see a woman I want to talk at 5:00 p.m. I know I have about 2 minutes less than the man who approached her earlier in the day. when she was fresh. And that’s assuming all the men who did step to her were single too. If one of them was married, it’s even worse because here’s what happens: Sometime around lunch, some guy actually came correct. He said all the right things, tread lightly, was sharp and funny. Then, maybe by accident or maybe if he was brazen enough, on purpose, she found out he was married. Now she sees all the good game he was spitting was cultivated. He already had the championship ring, but he was acting like he had never played the game before. Now she’s pissed off and skeptical of all men who approach her the same way, who come correct with no rings on their finger and no ring marks. She’s skeptical of guys like me and it’s all because of jerks like the married men who cheat.