Keeping Secrets
A couple of weeks ago, my husband Doug came home from biking with a friend and told me "I've got a secret I'm not supposed to tell you so act surprised when they tell you." I think he figured that since the secret was one that I would find out eventually (his wife is pregnant), it was kind of an exception to the secret-keeping rule. I said I would act surprised when they told me, and even worked out an act in my head.
A couple weeks later I was on. We were having lunch with Doug's biking buddy (DBB) and he asked me, "So, what do you think about three kids?"
I played dumb, "You mean three kids as a rule? I think it's a bad idea." I can get away with this, being someone that wants zero kids.
DBB looked perplexed. "Doug, didn't you tell her?"
I kept up the act, "Tell me what?"
He said "Dude, I thought you said you had to tell her!"
"Tell me what?" I said, "Now you have to tell me!"
DBB confessed they were having a third child.
I took off my sunglasses and stared him right in the eye, "Who's the daddy?" I said, "Because I know you just got the snip-snip."
"Well yes, we found out right before the snip-snip. Dude I can't believe you didn't tell her, you said you had to tell her!"
"Yeah," Doug said, "I did tell her."
He ratted me out! He not only can't keep a secret, he can't keep the secret that he didn't keep the secret! Men.
DBB did commend me on my performance, though, so that's worth something.

Well I must be freak then. I seem to collect secrets.
I mean people tell me the strangest things about money, what they think about other people and even medical history information. I've also managed to get several pieces of information about companies that I'm not suppose to know.
Perhaps I just come across as trustful. I must be since I can't recall the last time I reveal someone else's secret.
So if any one what's to get something off their chest feel free to send me an email. I'll add it to the pile. *grin*
Tim
Posted by: Canadian Dream | April 22, 2008 at 11:30 AM
I'm impressed. I don't think I know anyone that can keep secrets--although maybe I do and I just don't know what I don't know . . .
But now I know who to go to when there's a real juicy one I've gotta get off my chest!
Syd
Posted by: Retired Syd | April 22, 2008 at 02:45 PM
Retirement has done made you a philosufa. ;-\ I'm still reeling about this three-way conversation you had. Why did DBB play it like a secret at all? And why did husband delay coming clean? How much alcohol was involved?! ;-\
Posted by: Steve Austin | April 22, 2008 at 03:24 PM
Very funny. Very little alcohol . . .
Posted by: Retired Syd | April 22, 2008 at 03:31 PM