I cannot count on one hand how many times I have written about married men. As God would bear me witness, I, Vera Ezimora, have never been involved with a married man. I may not be married, but I regard the institution of marriage very highly. I maintain that marriage is not by force. I do not know or understand why men get married, only to turn around and cheat on their wives. I do not condone promiscuity, but if your penis is not mono-friendly or mono-capable, then please, save an innocent woman the misery of a heartbreak.
I’m angry right now because I just had another incident of a married man talking nonsense to me. But this time, it’s different. This time, I will write a full blown write-up about him. His wife just sent me a message, too. She said I should get a life because her husband would never stoop so low. I did not respond to her message because (1) I am not convinced that she actually sent it. He might have logged into her account and sent it, and (2) I want to believe that women are no longer this stupid.
You know, Vera is usually drama-free. I usually never write about anything personal, but this time, my anger compels me to go ahead and do it. Consequences be damned. I am currently collecting “evidence” for my write up. This is going to be good. Stay tuned.
P.S. The married man should stop sending his friends to call and beg me not to put this write-up up.
P.P.S. His wife just came from Nigeria — all of three or four months ago. Welcome to America. And welcome to the husband you actually married, not the one you thought you married.
I’m going to bed. I shall draft this piece while I sleep. Those are usually the best ones.