Soap Opera Sunday Continues . . . FINALLY!

Oh wow I'm so sorry about last week. As I mentioned in my previous post, we had a bit of an Internet debacle as well as a moving and time debacle and let's all just chalk it up to a big 'ole debacle. And I'm sorry I'm posting late this week!

OK so to get caught up on the longest SOS in history, go here then here then here then here
then finally here.

Told you it was the longest SOS in history.

So, for those of you who don't have seven hours to catch up, basically I'm accidentally dating two guys and one of them is currently on a Greyhound Bus on his way to see me from California, and I've got to figure out what to do with the other guy.

So I do what any normal, 20 year old, cheating girlfriend would do. I lied my pants off.

I told Sam I had a cousin coming to town (I met Keith through my cousin so technically the cousin part has teeny tiny bit of . . . ok it's just a flat out lie) and that I won't be able to see him for a few days while we do family stuff. Now, had Sam said something like that to me I would have asked to meet the cousin, and been incredibly suspicious when he wouldn't let me. Good old Sam just said "OK, cool."

So, gorgeous Keith arrived at the Greyhound station in Salt Lake where I was waiting for him (another weird story for another time. Those places are CRAZY!) and we commenced our weekend of, well basically making out and hanging out with my family. He was very sweet the whole time, and as my girlfriends remember, followed me around like a puppy. They thought it was hilarious when, after they mentioned that to me, I commenced calling him my puppy. He is actually still known today amongst Rhonda and Jewels as my puppy.

One of the nights he was in town, my Mom had tickets to the outdoor theatre at Sundance to see Fiddler on the Roof. Keith, like the trooper he was agreed to go. We had seats way at the top of the amphitheater on the grass, so we were all cuddled up in blankets. Right before the show started I went to go get us some treats at the concession stand. After I got my stuff, I turned around to walk back to my seats and ran smack dab into Sam's father.

Oh holy crap.

I started to panic. That family went nowhere without the whole clan. I just KNEW Sam was there. I knew it. And I knew as soon as his Dad got back to his seats, Sam would be looking for me. And I knew that when I didn't run down to say hi to all of them, that they would get suspicious. I had no idea what to do. I had never juggled two guys before, not when I actually had a boyfriend at least, so I was lost. I ran up to my blanket, and basically hid under the covers for the rest of the play. Unfortunately, that didn't hide my entire family who was there with me and I just knew I was totally busted.

I was totally nervous the rest of the weekend Keith was in town. He was such a sweet guy. So sweet in fact that he sat me down and told me we shouldn't see each other romantically anymore because our religious differences would tear us apart and he didn't want that for me. The girl who thought he was hot inside of me tried to talk him out of it, but another part of me was relieved. I didn't know how to juggle two guys, that was completely obvious.

Monday morning I dropped Keith off at the bus station and prepared to meet my fate with Sam.

When I saw him next he didn't say a word about it, but things weren't . . . normal. He was spending a lot of time at his houses and asked that I not come over and distract him. I went into repair mode. I started trying to "help" all I could. I dropped off little treats for him to remind him that I cared. Every time we talked he would say "you are the kindest person I've ever met." I thought it was sweet.

Turns out it was his way of prepping me for the inevitable. You see, I was the kindest person he'd ever met and that's why it was going to be hard for him to dump me for the absolutely stupid reason he had chosen to dump me for.

Naturally, he didn't tell me that reason when he called me on the phone to dump me. He just told me I was the kindest person he'd ever met and he felt horrible about it but it just wasn't right. He wasn't ready. He gave me the infamous "it's not you, it's me" speech. Even though I had cheated on him I was completely heartbroken. I'm not sure if it was the thought of being alone or what but it literally took me months, and my next dramatic relationship (another SOS saga for sure) to get over him.

I truly don't think he ever knew about Keith. He had decided long before that to dump me. He had decided the day after our first kiss on the drive home from Park City. When I was eating a bag of Cheetos and licking the orange dust off my fingers. He thought that was absolutely disgusting and he had been planning to dump me since then. I found this out months later when I was talking to his younger brother. Sam had told his family about the Cheetos and they had apparently looked at him in shock, not believing that weird, ridiculous thing was the reason he had ended things with me. They thought he was retarded and so did I.

So folks, thus ends the saga of Sam, the boy who dumped me because of the way I ate Cheetos.

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I seem to be having trouble with the Mr. Linky code, so if you're playing this week do me all a favor and head over to Brillig's site and leave your link in hers. She's got a great SOS this week . . . sort of a play along! Go check it out!

Happy Soap Opera Sunday!