Fandango’s word today is Game.
Are we thinking games at school, board or card games, or games people play?
Some people play games with other people’s lives or feelings. They get what they want, then toss them away like a discarded toy, totally ignorant of the devastation, grief and soul destruction they’ve caused to another individual.
The ex husband originally invited me out on a dare. I can laugh about it now, but the note he pushed through my cashier window was actually written by his sister who thought it all a huge joke. We were pawns in her little game of mix and match, but it backfired somewhat.
When did I find this out? On my wedding night, as we were taking what seemed like hundreds of pins out of my hair and trying to get all the tangles out.
We should never have married. It wasn’t that we were too young really, he being 22 and me 21, but we were playing our own game of ‘Wanting to belong’ or ‘Doing what everyone else did at our age’ and went with the flow.
We had nothing in common other than being one of four children, with me afraid of being left on the shelf, and he wanting desperately to get away from the parental home.
He preferred skittles to my ten pin bowling, didn’t like darts, and only wanted to socialise with his workmates. His best friend of some twelve years didn’t invite him to his wedding because his fiancée, who had been in my class at school, didn’t like me. I found out later that he had more than a crush on her, so maybe I was just a scapegoat and their friendship failed for another reason.
Yeah, games people play, toying around with emotions. I’m sticking to crib or scrabble.