That moment when you accidentally run into the OW

[SassyOlaf]

Today I met the woman my husband had a month long affair with for the first time.

She was working somewhere I had to collect a delivery from. She saw my name and I'm guessing she knew who I was (I have a pretty unusual surname and I was in a lot of my husbands FB pics and they were friends on there).

I probably stared at her for a little bit too long.

A little part of me wanted to scream at her and call her all sorts of names. Realistically I know I have no beef with her, my husband did the chasing.

It was weird.

I reckon Dowser and any other wife/partner who has been cheated on has every right to be bitter, angry, pissed off and any other emotion you care to mention. In order for an affair to happen it requires a cheater and an OW who is willing to shag someone else's H. Both are fair game as far as I'm concerned - lookswise and any other wise.

And I'm not sorry to say when I first clapped eyes on the so-called 'stunning blonde' a former partner of mine had gone off into the sunset with, I took great delight in the fact that she was a right minger - yellow bleached barnet, buck teeth, overweight, shite dress sense and common as muck. In fact it cured my heartache in one fell swoop.

Seems his love goggles fell off pretty quickly. He was soon begging me to have him back and I took great delight in telling him that having seen his new lady I realised that she and he were perfect for each other and were a far better match than he and I ever were!

The OW that I met wasn't anything to do with any of my relationships, but I still quite like the way things turned out...

I worked with a guy whose partner I got to know quiite well as she would often call him and his phone would divert to mine if he was away from his desk/on the phone. We had never met but got quite chatty on the phone and she seemed lovely. I went to a function and bumped into my colleague with a woman who I assumed was his partner so introduced myself and said how nice it was to put a face to a name etc before awkwardly being told she wasn't his DP...

Probably because of this cat-coming-out-of-bag situation my colleague rapidly split up with his DP and moved in with his OW who he later married.

At a work function shortly after leaving his DP he spent about an hour drunkenly explaining to me how his OW was soooo beautiful he hadn't been able to help himself, he just loved being seen with her, she made him feel so good etc etc it was ALL about the OWs looks, nothing to do with the personality.

At a more recent work reunion I met them again and my-god had she let herself go, she'd gone from being a glamourous, stylish slim woman to overweight, wearing scruffy clothes with hair that could do with a good wash; I didn't realise it was the same woman at first. The man seemed embarrassed to be seen with her and by all accounts his ex DP is happily settled down with a new man and child now.

Perhaps he should have cared a bit less about what was on the outside and more about what was on the inside...