He is like the shiny shoes you buy at Payless one of those buy one get one deals. They look great for awhile, and serve the purpose of dressing up that dress, or filling in when you are out of town and forgot your favorite black pumps.
Needless to say its all shine and glamour until you are out and he drinks way to much. Then the shoes start to show their true value.
It starts out as a nice evening no expectations. Old friends getting together to visit and catch up. (We had dated briefly a year or so ago, and we had different values. He likes to drink way more then I do. And after running late for one party because he was passed out on the couch I knew it wasn't going to work out between us.) Anyway its a lovely night, and there is a little show going on downtown so I join up with Mr Not Real Leather. We listen to music we laugh and he drinks. A LOT. I realize how far gone he is when he starts slurring every word. That's when I know I will have to drive him home. This is when the shine wears off, and the "leather" starts to fray...
It got tricky when he proceeded to buy me a gift. This is not a request that I had made nor was it the expectation that I had. As I know that we are friends. Mr Not Real Leather literally throws a fit in the street "I can't believe that you won't kiss me after I bought you a gift." And then tosses the gift into the street.
So a lesson has been learned just like those cheap fill in the blank shoes some men lose all their shine after 3-5 wears.
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