I found several ads my husband posted on Craigslist, of all disgusting places, for group sex and friends with benefits. When I confronted him with evidence of his posts and others responses, he told me:
“They weren’t real ads! I was doing a psychology research project to see what types of people would respond and to identify their underlying insecurities.”
Then he berated me for being so stupid that I would actually think he was cheating and blamed me for accusing him of wrong doing.
Dear Craigslist Chump,
Call a lawyer. File for divorce. Call it research.
“What’s all my shit doing in Hefty bags?”
“Oh, that’s my quantitative analysis.”
You could just keep riffing on this indefinitely. Ask him: Who’s funding your research? Will you be publishing your findings? Are you conducting double-blind trial studies?
CC, those are real ads. That’s his double life. He’s a cheater. Oh, but if he’s telling the truth? (He’s not.) Then he is a sinister creep who gets off on compiling the “insecurities” of strangers. DUMP HIM.
Now, back to you CN. Your Friday Challenge is to share whatever preposterous This Is Not What This Looks Like nonsense you heard when you busted your cheater. Can you top “psychology research project”?