About a month ago, I was in a local photography store when a man struck up a conversation with me. Initially, we started talking about photography, camera lenses, and things of that nature. I mentioned some photos I had just taken and he asked what I was going to do with them.
In hindsight it was kind of a strange question. (What does anyone do with their photos?) Without thinking I answered, "Oh, I'll be posting them next week."
"Post them where?" he inquired.
Careful not to mention the actual name of my blog, I answered, "Oh, I sometimes do a little writing on the Internet."
(Ahem, almost every day … but I didn't mention THAT.)
This led to a host of questions as to what I write about.
I had barely answered, "It's a lifestyle blog – I write about my life here in Orange County, share photos, and …. "
Before I could say another word, the man began talking and I don't think he stopped for the next forty five minutes.
He wanted to share with me his Orange County stories.
As it turns out, the man had owned, for many years, a valet company. His company serviced a lot of the "best" restaurants, hotels and establishments in Orange County. He said, "There's absolutely nothing I haven't seen."
The Valet proceeded to tell me story, after story, after story. He flung around the names of celebrities and the richest of Orange County's rich. His stories had the ring of truth. I can spot a bullshitter a mile away and this man was sincere.
What I learned from him, however, is the rich go to a lot of work, and spare no expense, to have illicit affairs.
I've never had an affair, but I imagine it's a lot of work to keep up with two separate relationships regardless of your finances. I can barely keep straight the lives of the people who live in my house, let alone adding anyone else into the mix.
The valet told me about celebrities paying him to "hide" their cars so their spouses/friends/acquaintances wouldn't see their cars where they weren't supposed to be – whether it be a hotel or a restaurant.
Can you imagine?
"Excuse me, here's an extra $100 for you to go hide my car until I'm ready to leave."
He also told me stories of people paying him to drive them back to where they were supposed to be in the first place. That's right – they arrived at a hotel with someone they shouldn't have, presumably enjoyed their rendezvous, and then paid a valet generously to drive them back to wherever their car had been left.
As an example, Jack tells his wife he's at the local sports bar with the guys. He drives there and leaves his car, visible, in the parking lot. His girlfriend picks him up and they go to a hotel. Jack leaves his girlfriend, cozy in bed at the hotel, at 2 a.m. and pays the valet to take him back to his car at the sports bar. From the sports bar, Jack then drives back home to his wife.
So much planning!
The valet also told me about people who paid his attendants to drive them to other locations. For example, Mike shows up at a fancy restaurant. Mike told his wife he has to attend a business dinner there. Mike pays the valet to park his car in a visible spot. He then slips the valet an extra $100 to drive him a few blocks away to a nice hotel where he will be meeting his mistress.
I've used men's names in my above examples, but The Valet told me stories revolving around both men and women. I know affairs are common. I know rich people in other locations probably do similar things. It just never occurred to me before that anyone would go to so much effort.
I suppose there's nothing new here, but it's new to me.
I walked away stunned at the amount of work, deception, money, and effort people put into pulling off an affair. If it's worth going through that much to spend time with someone other than your spouse – why not just get a divorce?
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