UPDATE:
So the play date and dinner ended about an hour and a half ago (8pm our time) and I’ve just been getting my son to bed.
Most of you are going to be pretty disappointed: nothing happened.
This guy knew I was in the picture all along evidently. We’ve apparently crossed paths at drop off in the mornings many times, we’ve just never spoken. He knew who I was because he recognized my son and daughter when I’d drop them off, but I never realized who he was because I can’t really distinguish any of the other children in my kids’ daycare. All 3 to 5 year olds are basically interchangeable from my perspective, so I didn’t know he was the father of my son’s close friend, because honestly until tonight I didn’t even know which kid she was (there were 16 children in the 4/5 year old room at the daycare).
He didn’t bring wine or flowers or anything, but he brought some pumpkin pie cheesecake for dessert. It was good, but now my wife is feeling a bit sick from it because she’s lactose intolerant.
The guy seems nice enough. He’s about 3 years older than me, and works in IT for some big crane manufacturing company. Kind of a geek, as he came wearing a Deadpool t-shirt. If I had to guess he could probably kick my ass if we got into a fight as while we were roughly the same height he looks more physically fit than me (I’m rocking a solid “dad bod”).
The kids had fun, it was a nice day so they played in the backyard in the sandbox I built for my kids at the end of August. Then they watched some paw patrol while My wife and I made dinner and the guy sat and just chatted with us. Afterwards they just played with my son’s paw patrol and Batman toys.
Discussions mostly focused on the kids, schools and a little bit about our respective careers.
I guess before closing off I’ll address some of the myriad questions I saw posed throughout the thread:
Q: Why would I let my wife invite a guy over for dinner without asking me first?
A: She did ask me, and I said that was fine.
Q: What would I have done if the guy had shown up with flowers and wine?
A: I don’t actually know. Part of me would want to laugh at my wife for failing to pick up on his interest, part of me would want to go all alpha-wannabe with the guy and tell him to beat it, and part of me would feel bad for the guy for humiliating himself like that, and also bad for my son because I know he’d never get to see his friend anymore as I doubt the dad would ever want to hear from us ever again.
Q: Why did I have an attitude of finding this hilarious instead of getting pissed at my wife or concerned?
A: 1. I trust my wife
2. My wife is book smart (she’s got a Masters in Immunology) but sometimes she can be a complete retard in social situations. For example, she dated a gay guy from age 14 to 16, and she never picked up on it.
3. She’s friendly, bashful, naive and gullible. Despite what many people here posted, my wife absolutely is the kind of person that would not realize that being nice to a person could be interpreted as flirting.
4. she honestly would be oblivious to a guy being thirsty for her, especially as she has a very low self esteem as she’s been diagnosed with depression since 2011, and she doesn’t think that she’s attractive or desirable in the first place.
Anyway, thanks everyone for coming along for the ride. Your posts were the blend of comedy and cruelty that I expected, and I enjoyed them. I know this isn’t the ending any of you wanted, and a part of me even feels a little disappointed too, because for a while there I thought I was about to live a real life episode of Curb Your Enthusiasm for an evening. One poster I saw speculated that this could end like season 4 of Game of Thrones or like season 8. Looks like I’m delivering a season 8 ending. Sorry guys.
And now our watch has ended.