The Other Woman
May's interview subject is, in many ways, the antithesis of April's
"Significant Other." Every woman's worst nightmare, the Other Woman, may also be
seen as "Insignificant Other."
QuestionMan: Welcome. I know you were hesitant
about coming out in the open like this. Thanks for agreeing to talk to us.
The Other Woman: Yes, I confess to being a little nervous about this. When
you're the Other Woman, you tend to become a bit nocturnal. My eyes are unaccustomed to
all this daylight.
QM: That explains the heavy-duty sunglasses. I
thought you were just afraid of being recognized.
OW: Well, that's also part of it. There's always the danger of being spotted by
some jealous wife. Some of them are a little psychotic, not to mention armed.
QM: Understandable. What made you pick such a
dangerous line of work?
OW: I believe I have some deeply ingrained conviction that I am the ideal woman
for every unhappy man I meet. Whenever a married man tells me that his wife doesn't
understand him or that the magic has gone out of his marriage, I simply can't resist.
QM: That's interesting. How do you go about proving
your superiority?
OW: In a variety of ways, depending on the man. In general, I continuously
compliment his intelligence, wisdom and wit. I tell him he's the greatest lover I've ever
known, never ask him to take out the garbage and become and avid fan of his favorite
professional sports teams.
QM: That's all very well for him, but what's in it
for you?
OW: Every married man promises me that he will eventually leave his wife to
marry me, and we will live happily ever after. Of course, I know that is not going to
happen, but I go along with it anyway. I am, after all, only the Other Woman. Those few
who actually leave their wives usually marry someone else who was unwilling to take my
role.
QM: You know, you're really an exceptionally
attractive woman. My own marriage has been a sham for years. What are you doing after this
interview?
OW: I'm available. Actually, you're really quite a hunk. Tell me about your
interests. What would you like to do? I'll bet you're dynamite in the sack.
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