When DC Bup brought this “Played” idea to us buppie writers immediately a person came to mind for me to write about. It was someone who I actually wrote about on this blog but never disclosed what caused his demise. For those of you that have been reading this blog for over a year and remember some of my entries while I was in South Korea you may remember me occasionally writing about Mr. Nice Guy. A friendly southern gentleman that I grew to like during my foreign adventure. We had a great time traveling the country together, trying new things, and meeting new people. Welp…..he PLAYED me! Now to hear him tell it of course that was not his intent, however, that is what happened. I felt betrayed, hurt, and most of all PISSED THE HELL OFF! But now that all of these emotions are long gone I look back on it and laugh and thank him for the lesson learned. Well here is the story of his demise.

Both of my parents had visited me in South Korea and both parents had met MNG. However, with them visiting back to back I did not get to spend as much time with MNG due to the fact that he lived over an hour away and there was no time for us to hang out while my parents were there. So there was an approximate 3 week window in which our interaction was extremely limited. Aside from our few exchanged text messages and the meals that we had with my parents he was not around and clearly to him I was out of sight out of mind. Before my father left he told me in his way that he wasn’t really feeling MNG and thought that I should have my fun and leave it at that. He has pretty good intuition but I did not want to believe what he was saying. After all I still had over 6 months left in South Korea and was still looking forward to spending a lot of that time with him.

Anyway after dropping my father off at the airport I had already made plans to have dinner with MNG and some friends. I was excited about seeing him. I got to his apartment to find him acting a bit strangely but thought nothing of it. He showered and began to get dressed and I saw something on his back…..a scratch. A relatively newly healed scratch. Sooo this is the thought that immediately entered my mind:

I kept my cool though and just continued our conversation. I chimed in,

“Hey, you know you got a nasty scratch on your back?”

“Huh?”

“You have a scratch on your back!” I exclaimed louder so he could not pretend like he didn’t hear me the second time.

“Oh.” he replied in an unsettling voice as he went into the bathroom to check things out in the privacy of his mirror.

“Soooo how did that get there?”

“Ummm I don’t know.”

After a few moments of awkward silence I asked him again how he got that scratch on his back. Finally he exclaimed that he had to tell me something. I already knew what it was but I listened anyway as he gave me some lame ass excuse as to why he had slept with someone else and how it was only one time blah blah blah. But at this point I no longer believed anything that came out of his mouth. One of the things I always asked of MNG from the start was that if he was sticking his thing in anyone else that he would tell me. Now I know what you all are thinking…. YEAH RIGHT! Like any man who wants to keep the peace would tell that. But honestly, if he did I would have had more respect for him and he wouldn’t have lost the trust. But the fact that I had to find out there was someone else in that fashion was just shady and dirty to me.

Needless to say that after this happened our relationship never rebounded to where it was. I left his apartment shortly after and we did not speak for close to a month. And even when we did start speaking again it was never the same. I remember him saying that he never meant to hurt me and that he is not a bad person. He just had some work to do on himself. I respected that so I left him alone. I think what made me feel so damn played was that we really grew quite close and at the time it seemed as if I wasn’t important enough to him to salvage our relationship. It was rough but hey I had to move on and I did for the better. After he and I stopped hanging out I developed new relationships with some great women who I never would have started hanging with as much if me and him didn’t fall out. Also I rekindled things with the man I was in love with at home which ultimately was the best thing that could have happened to me.

In the end I appreciated MNG. I appreciated him for making my time in South Korea much more memorable and for ultimately revealing to me that I had something better waiting for me at home. I also appreciated him for teaching me another hard lesson about trust and betrayal. We are still cordial and I no longer have any hard feelings towards him. But he did indeed PLAY ya girl!