Am I A Jerk, An Asshole?

Jan 20

Me: Back then...

I wanted to be free of commitment...

I was twenty-two.

Years before I met

I didn’t want…

I didn’t know that I would meet you, that we’d want, that I would actually want…

It can be undone and I’ll absolutely commit to it.

I’ll visit a doctor…

A urologist.

But there’s no guarantee.

Chuck had it done, too.

A bunch of us guys committed to never—

Perhaps he wants it undone, also.

I will ask him?

Wait….

Please allow my words to continue before you start…

From the look on your face, you’re ready to lay it on me.

Oh gosh…

I can tell you know what I did—

Sweetheart, keep your pea in the pod.

That Pea in the pod phrase—

Stupid!

Why did I say that?

Of all the things I could have said?

I should have said hold your eggs in the basket.

No.

Any phrase with eggs is stupid.

Never mind that.

I really thought that somehow, the procedure didn’t work, that you know, the sperm—

It only takes one—just one.

And like that one you are the one.

You touched me!

You transformed me.

I love you!

I thought maybe, somehow, that one would just make it out…

Oh gosh, you look irate.

You visited an infertility counselor?

Seen many doctors…blamed yourself.

Am I a jerk?

I should have told you sooner.

Okay, I could have just had the undoing procedure and had

Sex with you and voilà; in nine months we would be—.

But, I could not do that to you—to us.

I had to tell you.

You: You had a fucking vasectomy and you didn’t tell me?