Relax, it's just Life!

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Regarding the television show MADMEN.  The only reason I am posting this is to actually write a post from someone who lived in the sixties as a single woman.

I heard an excerpt from a post declaring that single women were better off in the same time Madmen was portrayed. That is a comment from someone who never lived the time.
It was a horrible time for both the married and single women I knew. Husband’s were drinking like fish at office parties and martini lunches, and cheating on their wives with every other breath they took. Hmmm.  Just like on the show.
Women who were married were “the little woman”. They were someone capable of cleaning and cooking and looking nice when the husband had friends over for dinner and drinks. They were never asked to office Christmas parties or any business conventions, for sure. They just cleaned and took care of the children..which was declared “an easy job” by most men.  My father-in-law (married 55 years) still calls his wife his slave – and to her face!
I was a single woman during that time and it seemed all I did was work, care for my young son, and then secretly hope some handsome man would walk into my life and sweep me off my feet. That happened a couple of times.
The first was a good-looking single guy and we dated for quite sometime. We always had a great time, but he did two things that caused me to break off the relationship. First he was very impatient with my year old son. I saw him jerk his hand. That was enough for me, but he also kept getting uglier as we dated. He was so particular about his looks. Fair enough, but he was getting more and more tied up with how handsome he was. Vane men are a real turnoff for me.
The second man tells the truth about Madmen. It was a lesson hard learned. A handsome sales man came into the entry of the business I was employed with (I knew how to run a switchboard,and was good with people) so when the regular gal was sick, I just took over for a few days. I actually worked as secretary to the president, so I pretty much could make make own decisions about my work – as long as he was set up with appointments, lunches, etc. It was a sweet job. No hanky panky expected either.
I have no problem naming the man as I will never forget what he did to me. He told me he was single and asked me to lunch. We had a great time so we had more lunches and then began dinners. He introduced me to steak and lobster and martinis. He was breath-taking in the looks department and kissed as good as he looked.
I began the only real “affair” I ever have had in my life. I quickly fell for this guy and we were amazing together in every way. After about six months he invited me to his place for a party. We had always gotten a suite at some posh hotel. He said because he was hosting, his buddy would pick me up. I was so happy and thought I was falling in love with this perfect “replica” of Don Draper in Madmen. However he was too close a replica!
His friend ran the bell and a lovely woman answered the door with three little ones snuggling her closely.  “Welcome to our home” she said sweetly.  My husband said you are a lovely young woman.  She was, of course, married to DICK PROTEAU -I will never forget that name, nor what happened next.

I was stunned and not quite sure what to do.  Dick (I mean Pig Proteau) stepped in and asked me how I was doing.  I told him I had a back that ached and thought I would go home as I needed to see a chiropractor.  “No problem,” Pig said, “A chiropractor is here tonight.

He went to a closet and grabbed a blanket and put it on the floor of the living room.  I was still in a state of disbelief.  He said “this is (what ever the heck his name was – probably pig2) and he can give you an adjustment.”  Like an idiot I lay on my tummy on the floor and the man actually sat on me and TRIED to feel me up (as we used to say).  Like a weightlifter setting a record, a trigger went off and so did he.  I stood up and demanded a phone.  I called a cab and stepped outside to wait.

I was horrified and humiliated.  I had cared so much about this totally lying PIG.  I said my prayers and asked for forgiveness for being with him.  I really knew NOTHING about his other life.  I felt like I had stabbed her in the back too, and her children.

I never spoke to him again and when he stepped into the office I simply turned and left.  Of course that was after I told him loudly what a lying, stinking, filthy, cheating, PIG he was.  From that point I simply avoided him 100%.  I felt terrible.

What made it worse was my friend, who worked in the next office over, called me on the phone and said, “Look towards my office”.  She stood there being sexually “manipulated” in the hallway by a red-haired young man who was married and whose wife had just given birth to his first baby.  I felt physically ill. His name was Bill, but I can’t remember the last.  Her name was Barbara, and she gave me a different view of her morals.  Didn’t speak to her again.

I quit my job with no notice.  I felt bad about doing that, but I couldn’t stand being anywhere near that place one more minute.

Sure…..the time period Madmen was in was lovely for single young women.  NOT!  I actually couldn’t believe the show was so true to life – the writer must have lived it too.

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Have a good day, and for you single young women, keep in mind you don’t really know someone for at least a year…my husband calls that time “the impression stage”. Take it slow.

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