Forgive me woman, for I have sinned

I cannot figure out what is going on. In the last few weeks, more than one random man has come by my office to confess his infidelities. Yesterday it was a guy I hardly know. He was pretending to be super interested in my weekend, and kept asking, and I was annoyed, until I caught on that the polite and expected thing to do was ask about his.

"Oh, it was ok I guess. It's just my past is sneaking up on me and I am bummin."

"What?"

"My past. It's about to bite me in the ass."

Ok, clearly this was not a simple conversation. I could really care less about him or his weekend, or his past...but he kinda trapped me. I waited.

"So, are you going to tell me or just hint around. What the f?"

"Well, I told you that my girlfriend is moving home. Well, my other girlfriend is not too happy."

Jeezus. I mean, how is thismy problem? Why do I appear to be someone to unload this on?

Ten minutes later, after I got all the boring and predictable details, I just said "wll, good luck with all that. Sounds like it is sure to be a good summer." dripping in sarcasm.

I'm such a bitch.