Dear L.W.W.B.I.T.M.O.T.M.O.A.,

Dear Lady Who Was Breastfeeding In The Middle Of The Mall Of America,

I saw you.  I saw you and I felt uncomfortable.  Blame it on my maleness, but I don’t understand why a bench in the middle of the Great Mall is a good place to breastfeed.  Why not a less conspicuous place? Down the hall maybe?  Off to the side?

I want to commend you for at least trying to put that blanket over your shoulder.  But, if I can make a suggestion, the blanket over the shoulder thing is supposed to cover the baby sucking on your nipple.  At least that’s what I thought it was for.  If you had used you little fleece blanket successfully, I probably would not be writing this.

You might say that my being uncomfortable with your breastfeeding in the middle of the biggest mall in the country says more about me than it does about you.  I concede that point.

All right, a kid’s gotta eat.  I hear you.   I’ve heard the argument that it’s a natural part of life.  To that I say: So is pooping, but I still go to a room with a stall and close the door before I poop.  In fact, I’d rather not have people walk by me while I poop.  I get stagefright.

And I’m pretty sure that there are more people who poop than there are people who breastfeed.

I think you get my point.

xoxo,

Wile E. Filipino

Attention Women: NEVER LEAVE THIS MESSAGE

All righty, now here’s the sitch:  My roommate had some friends over a few weeks ago, and I happened to be home.  So I met this woman, and lemme just say up front that there was no real flirting going on.  I just thought she seemed nice and, truth be told, we only talked for about 10 minutes.  So as she was leaving, she said, I think [my roommate] has my info, so you should get it from her and maybe we can hang out.

It also bears mentioning that this happened to be on the same day that my X and I had the unfortunate “You’re not choosing me” fight so I was feeling pretty salty and not in any mood to even entertain pursuing anything romantic.  But since my X had made it clear that it was time to move on (she was going to a party after all), I thought I should take this as a sign that I should move on too.  What’s the harm in getting to know this girl a little better?

So I invited this girl to come see my friends’ show.  Mind you, the show was a musical, pretty light as far as theatre goes.  It’s not like I was taking her to see Sartre.

And this is the message she left on my VM:

Hey [Wile E.] it’s _______ calling you back… um… Thanks so much for giving me a call I… um… It’s taken me a while to call you back, I’m so sorry.  I’ve been… sick with the swine flu actually this entire week and I’m just getting caught up on, um, work and school again, and so… it’s been… quite the week.  But, um… yeah tonight I have to work actually.  I am… um.  I’m a server at Buca’s so I’m gonna be going into there, uh, and… so yeah, that’s what I’ll be doing tonight so I won’t be able to come and I just wanted to let you know too, um… it was so much fun to hang out.  I, I… have to… you just, I want you to know, I was… I was really tipsy that night, and so some of the, some of what I was saying, I don’t even remember some of the things I said, but I do remember the fact that I got really excited about… plays, and, um, I do enjoy plays, but I think I got really excited [laughs].  Um, and I rarely go see ‘em, but my roommate used to take me to go see ‘em, and so um… yeah I don’t know, I don’t even know, remember everything I said, but… um…  And also, I…um… I don’t wanna be overpresumptuous or anything, but, um… for, like… um.  My, my schedule right now is just unbelievably incredibly insanely crazy busy and, um… it would be fun if you wanted, like, to come hang out with… um, like, if you wanted to for, go hang out with my friends and that kinda stuff that would be awesome… um… but I’m having this time where I’m like, I don’t even know if I have t-time to like, I, I rarely have time to even hang out with my really good friends.  Thursday was like an awesome time to get out.  But I’m balancing a couple jobs and school right now, and so, I’m sure you understand that too, So… um… yeah, if I… If, that’s kind of, I’m sorry I’m even saying this to your voicemail, but um, wanted to just be like clear with… where I’m at and I’m… um… so… Anyways, um… thanks again for the invitation and, and maybe some other time or… um, we can… yeah… get some– get something together and hang out, so all right, I’ll… I will talk to you later.  All right, bye bye.

I suppose she could have just gotten a big neon sign that read, “NO” in big pink letters, but this’ll have to do.

Some of you may be wondering…

…what the hell is he talking about?

Believe me, I’ve been wondering that same shit lately.  I’m sure you get it by now: I’ve been cheated on and feel pretty salty about it.  Ok, now that that’s out of the way, let’s unpack it a little.

My acting teacher carries one of those huge podium-style dictionaries in a bag whenever he comes into class.  He says that a lot of times, even when we think we know what a word means, we might have something to learn from the dictionary definition.  So, whenever we come across a word in class that seems important, he whips out his big dictionary.

What I’m getting at is that a lot of people out there might have a working understanding of what it means to cheat or be cheated on, but after being told that it’s time to get over it, I’m starting to think that it might help to whip out my big dictionary and really understand what is going on.

According to my computer’s dictionary program, to Cheat:

To act dishonestly or unfairly in order to gain an advantage, especially in a game or examination.

To deceive or trick.

To use inferior materials or methods unobtrusively in order to save time or money.

To avoid something undesirable by luck or skill.

The overarching theme is that cheating benefits no one except for the cheater.  That might seem obvious, but if to love is to give, to cheat is purely selfish, the polar opposite of love.

On the effects of cheating: The last definition is to avoid something undesirable by luck or skill.  Something undesirable.  Just to be totally obvious, the “something undesirable” is the partner being cheated on.  I’m sure there are experts out there who can speak to the myriad psychological effects of being cheated on, but the bottom line is that to cheat is to deceive, which opens the door to a slew of issues with commitment, trust, and self-esteem.

There’s a dude out on the west coast, Dr. John Gottman, who’s been studying relationships to scientifically quantify them and what makes them work.  He’s found that relationships are the basis for emotional health, cognitive development, and ultimately, how we learn throughout our lives.  One of the things he’s found from studying romantic relationships over the last 35 years or so is that healthy successful relationships have a positive-negative ratio of 5-1.  That means for every negative thing someone does to their partner, they do 5 positive things.  It doesn’t take a scientist to know that people are more inclined to be self-critical, so for their partner to reinforce something negative about them would require at least 5 positive things just for the sake of balance.

So let’s put this in the context of cheating.  In order for it to be a wash, according to Dr. Gottman’s findings, the cheater would have to do some positive action that carries the impact of cheating 5 times.  Here’s where the cheater’s argument often loses steam.  The argument I’ve heard the most is, “You have to forgive me.”  Ok, yes forgiveness can be helpful, but doesn’t that just let the cheater off the hook?  Why isn’t it the cheater’s responsibility to earn back their partner’s faith and trust if they want to continue the relationship?  So the question should be, “what are you gonna do, cheater, to earn that forgiveness?”

People who are cheated on often blame themselves, are made to feel inadequate, and have trouble with trust in the future.  So what does it say when we focus on whether or not the victim is capable of forgiveness rather than the work that the cheater needs to do if (s)he wants to work it out?

If you’re like me and have a big ol’ red button about being cheated on, that positive thing your partner does for you might have to end up feeling like an Olympian winning a gold medal.  Now try to do that 5 times.

Is it an uphill battle?  Yes.  But if you’re gonna cheat on your partner, you’re bringing that on yourself.  Relationships are already hard work without adding bullshit expectations about being forgiven for something as shitty as cheating.  You’d be lucky if your partner gives you another chance after being cheated on, so take your destiny into your own hands and do what it takes for the relationship to work.

There’s a quote that I’ve always liked from an alternate ending of The Last Kiss :

It’s always amazed me how much a choice you make in a fleeting instant can change your life forever.  I just feel so lucky that the choices I’ve made have led me to exactly where I am… I can’t honestly say that Jenna’s completely forgiven me and for all I know she never will, but a wise man once told me you can’t fail if you don’t give up.  And guess what?  I’m not giving up.

So what is this all about?  Well, it’s time for me to stop feeling sorry for myself.  It’s time for the Wily Filipino Online Pity Party to turn the lights on and kick everyone out.  The hardest thing for me to realize is that for all my self-blaming, the onus falls on the woman who acts dishonestly.

Let this be the warning to you ladies out there.  You’ll never meet another guy like me.  Don’t fuck it up.