We have a piece here by Street Teamer Patrica Miswa, Woman to Woman, is an account of a wife confronting the woman her husband is cheating on. Let us know what you would do in this situation.

I think its time we sat down,

Woman to woman

To compare our notes

And settle the scores.

Let’s skip the introductions

But I hope you take notes

Coz this is vital information

I know you are his girlfriend,

But I’m his wife; the mother of his children.

Why do you look shocked?

You thought this was a courtesy call?

I already knew about you

It’s called female intuition, hotel receipts and cheap perfume.

Woman to woman,

This time he truly out did himself.

You look better than I expected,

A lot like me when I was younger

But two sizes smaller.

Don’t be scared.

I won’t hit you.

Not because I can’t

But I don’t want to resort to violence.

Let me guess,

You must be 26, with a basic university degree,

And here you are creeping with my husband Charles

Just because he gets your rent paid,

Your hair did and he drives a Cadillac.

Pssshhhhht…

Woman please…

Woman to woman

This is an old story

I’ve seen this before.

But I know you’d rather be the one

He cheats with

Than the one he cheats on.

You are no different.

He’ll get you addicted

Then before you know it,

You’ll be just like Beth, Mary and Allison

I know all about the silent arrangements.

You have him on Saturdays

I get him on Sundays,

You get the weekend getaways,

I get the leftover days.

I know on Valentines he gave you expensive jewelry

And I only got the groceries…

But I’m not complaining

Woman to woman

I just wish he would be precise

When he is getting his conjugal rights,

Coz I’m tired of him calling me Ashley

When I know my name hasn’t changed from Tracey.

So what does he call you?

Baby, Sweetie, Honey

He calls me all that too

Psssthttt…

I know this man like the

Back of my hands

I got ten years of marriage under my belt.

I’ve memorized his tired lines

Tired of looking after his tired arse.

Woman to woman,

I wonder how you put up with him at all

Oh… wait a minute, you still on the honeymoon period.

Then He’ll take up another fishing rod

And look for the next blonde.

Honey,

Take a hard look at me…

Woman to woman,

I have no job with three kids

A big house but no marriage bliss.

So when you’ve looked long enough

I suggest you run for the hills

Coz in a year, maybe two

This will be you,

A stay home wife

Knocked up with his third child.

It was nice having this conversation.

I wanted to make myself clear so

We avoid future confrontations.

And before I forget,

Don’t leave those flirty voicemails on my answering machine

Next time you do that,

I promise it will get ugly.

Just so you don’t forget.

You are his good time,

His one, two, maybe three night stand

But I’m his wife, and at the end of the day
He sleeps into my bed.

So woman to woman! I demand some respect!

What did you think of this piece? Does it sound like a familiar situation? Make sure you show Patricia some love and leave her a comment.

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