My husband (48) was talking to some 20-ish sugar babies online.

I woke up from a dream where one girl was rhapsodizing about Cézanne, the French impressionist painter, Descartes, and Nietzsche and my husband was just enraptured by her brilliance as I watched on, helpless. I was so perturbed I decided to go read his actual conversations with the women.

LMAO.

Some were real women, some obvious scams, but all of them texted the exact same way.

“hi” “hi babe when r u free” “hi sexy im good u” “hi wanna meetup” and it’s so embarrassing bc my educated, interesting husband is trying relentlessly so hard to elicit the tiniest bit of personality or spark and never once not even for a moment does he succeed hahahaha

I told him about my dream and we were able to laugh together yay