A friend of my partner’s came to stay with us for two days at a time when a "friend" was also in town. I put "friend" in quotation marks because he’s not really a friend, he’s someone who contacted me on Facebook after I posted something about Hua Hin. We got along vaguely, and when he told me he was in Hua Hin for a few days, we had a drink together.
And since we were going to dinner with my wife’s friend, I invited him to come along too. That gave them a chance to get to know each other. I really like this woman. She’s very discreet but has a lot of class. She’s been feeling a bit lonely since her divorce two years ago and would like to find a partner.
In short, this Frenchman I met on Facebook fell in love with my partner’s friend. They talked for most of the evening and decided to meet again the next day in Bangkok, just before he flew back to France. He took lots of photos of her and, before boarding the plane, offered to buy her a piece of jewellery, which she refused. I should point out that she is a woman who has no money problems.
But as soon as the Frenchman was on the plane, she called my partner to tell her about it. And she told her about the jewellery.
My partner had the same reaction as her friend, a certain admiration for a man who is capable of offering jewellery to a woman when they have only known each other for a day.
Apart from the fact that I have a particular problem with jewellery, which has nothing to do with its cost, by the way (I have always suffered from a kind of allergy to jewellery, skin-related), I find it crazy that a woman would take it that way.
Basically, it means that no matter what you have in your head or in your heart, you can ’buy’ a woman by giving her jewellery.
This kind of thinking and reaction makes me want to be single.