Last week, a lifelong dream came true: I got to be in the Oprah studio audience. The topic was women who have been duped by their men. The show featured six Houston women, all twenty-somethings, who were all married, engaged, or carrying the baby of the same man at the same time. And improbably, not one of them figured it out. This guy was obviously quite good as a pathological liar.
The second portion of the show featured a stylish, svelte Chicago woman who was left $6 million in debt after her plastic surgeon boyfriend abandoned her and her family during a lavish Mediterranean vacation. One day, after taking a whole slew of people to Europe on their private jet for a bit of R & R, he left their yacht “to go shopping” and never returned. He is not dead, but is instead believed to be cruising the Riviera leading a certifiably narcissistic lifestyle. The show used the missing man as an example of the destruction that can happen when women — or anyone, really — allow themselves to be seduced into a life that seems too good to be true.
But the best part of the show was before it began; the rather attractive audience warm-up guy was terribly cute, and I couldn’t help but stand up during a Q & A and ask if he is single. He almost didn’t know how to respond, but the audience certainly laughed. And then later, while taking a boat cruise in the Chicago River, one of the other people on board came up to me and asked, “are you single?” It turns out she was also at Oprah and remembered me.”