The story I will tell you today represents the ultimate example of male marital selfishness. An irrefutable example of how some men have the unusual ability to turn the most romantic moments into real disasters.
Get ready, because this story is inspired by the scandalous post by a woman with the user “AmITheAsshole” (I’m the idiot) from reddit and published by the magazine Peopletitled: “Am I evil for ignoring my husband during our flight when he expressed anxiety about flying?”
The protagonist recounted the adventures of an extreme and unusual case in the noble guild of husbands.
Let’s put the context: A newly married couple was preparing to embark on their dream honeymoon.
The destination, the paradisiacal Mexican beaches, predicted unforgettable days of passion, love and relaxation after the wedding. She, a 33 year old woman seasoned in business trips, had accumulated a small fortune in frequent flyer points.
With such valuable currency, he made sure to request a upgrade to the paradise of the skies: the long-awaited business class. But it wasn’t a selfish whim, of course not. What she wanted was to be able to enjoy those luxuries with her brand new husband in a dream start to the honeymoon. What greater proof of love could there be?
Unfortunately, their calculations did not take into account the enormous power of attraction that the business class exerts on less evolved male souls. AND her husband, a 30-year-old manbelonged precisely to that category of specimens not yet discarded by natural selection.
Upon arriving at the airline counter, the couple found that, due to one of those things of fate, there was only one upgrade available. A single ticket to the pleasure of reclining seats, hot meals and exquisite drinks. Who would luck choose? To the man, of course.
At that critical moment, the woman was naive. “No, we can’t separate, it’s our honeymoon.”he implored the stewardess.
But his consort did not share such lofty ideals. Possessed by the sweet song of the sirens of the overpriced transport, the unfortunate man uttered the words that would turn him into the biggest jerk in history: “No, it’s okay, I’m going to business class”.
In the blink of an eye, the idiot had abandoned his wife at the very beginning of the honeymoon, throwing her away. without regard to the sordid tourist class.
The poor woman had no choice but to endure her anger with stoic resignation. Overcome with sadness and disappointment, she took a seat next to an old woman with her crying baby, in what she predicted would be a nightmare flight.
Not even the wildest wedding night fantasies could have prepared his spirit for such a slap.
But when the evil seemed to have reached rock bottom, behold, the snake showed its other head. A few minutes into the flight, the unfortunate man began to bombard her with little text messages from his business class throne.
“My dear, I’m scared to death, I need you to calm me down,” the creature must have cried out to him. feigned innocence that only those who act as dead flies
Did this guy really want his helpless wife to console him after the tremendous abandonment of which he had been a victim?
The poor thing opted for the high road and didn’t respond to a single message.
The woman continued to stoically ignore her ungrateful husband’s messages for help during the flight. But he was not going to give up so easily in his attempt to obtain free comfort.
When it comes time to serve the food, it seems that the scoundrel made an appearance in the sordid tourist class to face her. With the audacity of someone who has never broken a plate in his life, he stood in front of his wife and offered her, oh what generosity!, half of his succulent business class breakfast.
During the rest of the flight, the unfortunate wife surely could not contain the tears that struggled to flow. The images of her dreamed honeymoon had been shattered in just a few hours by the worst traveling companion the human mind had ever conceived.
“Maybe this will be the only time I can travel in business class,” the very tactless man would have justified himself by text on the phone in response to his wife’s complaints, as if such impertinence were an excuse to trample on marriage vows.
Upon arriving at her paradisiacal destination, the bride made a superhuman effort to regain her enthusiasm and enjoy the trip.
How else was I going to survive the next two weeks next to the unpresentable man?
It was then that her harpy husband returned to the fray with renewed doses of emotional manipulation.
“Why didn’t you calm me down during the flight? I needed you so much…” he apparently whimpered, playing the victim.
At that moment, the woman opened her eyes wide and asked herself a question whose answer would define the rest of her life:
Was this incident just the tip of the iceberg? A crude example of what would await him in a life tied to such a specimen?
In your mind you were probably considering these options:
Swallowing the humiliation for the umpteenth time and moving forward with the honeymoon, in an attempt to save form and pretend to have marital happiness that he no longer felt.
B- Or gather the necessary strength to put an end to the marriage, before the poison of the resentment will end up rotting his soul forever.
In that moment, perhaps something clicked in her brain and she saw reality with a clarity she never thought possible: she was tied for life to a narcissistic sexistan emotional sociopath whose selfishness knew no limits.
A being that would never hesitate to put his own whims and interests to those of her and their marriage.
Is it possible to rebuild a marital bond when lack of consideration and selfishness are common in one of the spouses?
The answer, readers, will be in the hands of our protagonist. Only time will tell…
