Sunday 2 June 2013

The (much) younger woman.

I met up with my close friend Mike this afternoon while we were checking out the Corals at Keppel Bay show units, and he shared he was dating a woman who's 18 years his junior-- that's "dating", as in trying to develop a serious long-term relationship-- and four months in, he's starting to wonder if it'd ever work out.

See, the difference is that with Izzy and me, regardless of the fact I'm a lot older than she is, the whole basis of the relationship is purely sexual, and we both know it wouldn't lead to anything more, even though we do have a lot of fun together. We both know I'm not going to replace her yuppie boyfriend, and she knows end of the day, I'd go back to J...some day, all this is going to end, in other words.

In Mike's case, however, he's hoping to find better luck and another shot at love again that could lead to a second marriage (he got divorced two years earlier), but I do have to admit I was wondering if he'd set himself up for failure with his new muse. Yes, he did seem happy, and I'm pretty sure he could make her very happy too with all the material comforts he'd be able to provide as the older and more established half in the relationship-- thing is, I found his attempt at trying to look young in the way he dressed a little pathetic. 

Then he went on to talk about the things she got him to do just for thrills and fun, like going camping with her friends and "ghost-hunting" at the deserted old Changi Hospital, among other less outrageous things e.g. paint-ball, ultimate frisbee at Sentosa beach every weekend, clubbing (again)

It's not that he minded doing these things with her, and I don't see anything wrong either: but what really got to him was hanging out with her friends and trying to get involved in their conversations, and expecting to know what the hell's going on. On his part, Mike couldn't find anything in common to talk about to them, and sure, they could learn a couple of financial tips from the guy, but he didn't think they'd be interested to talk about the market the way he and his "grown up" pals did.

And of late, they'd been fighting a bit too, especially when she said she felt they'd been hanging around with each other too often, and that she needed time away from him with her friends. He got really pissed when she took off for Bangkok three weekends ago without informing him until she'd landed-- and even more pissed to know she was in the Thai capital with two other guy friends. 

I told Mike he'd be a total jackass to be jealous about the Bangkok trip-- in my opinion, no need to get all worked up over the 2 guys: young poppycocks, and no, I didn't think she slept with either of them; even if she did, so what, Mike's old enough to understand these things.

But instead, my friend seemed to have dived in too deep with this young girl, and it seemed to drive him all edgy and such. I did suggest to him to do as she said, lay off a bit on the whole thing, and just go about with his own life, i.e. go meet other women as well; deep inside though, I get the feeling the whole relationship will just blow over soon enough.

Enough of that: neither of us were really interested in the Corals project, but me and J were really thinking of getting another property for investment. We'd be heading to Bangkok in 2 weeks to check out some properties there, and already J's done some pre-Bangkok trip shopping of her own getting new clothes for the trip.

Sometimes, I don't really understand the things women do myself. 

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