What I Was Thinking....When I Had All of my Affairs

Myrtle and I in New York City

I am the type of man that does not like to settle with one person. I am Tom Buchanan, rich, successful, and an all-star athlete in my college career. People know me by name. When I like something or someone, I have to have it, even if I am married. What Daisy doesn't know won’t hurt her. All of those times I am in the city, she thinks that I am doing business, but little does she know. My intention is not to hurt Daisy. She is a great woman! I love her and we have a beautiful child together, I just do not think that it is necessary to have to be tied down to one person your whole life, even if you are married. If you think about it, it really is the best of both worlds. When I am back at my house on the East Egg, I have Daisy to come home to, and I know that she would never do anything to go against me. When I am in New York, I have Myrtle. What a great girl she is. Her husband, George Wilson, owns a car garage in the valley of ashes. He is a very nice man, but Myrtle was bored with her life with him. She needed something new and fun, and that is when I stepped in. I know that Myrtle wants me to leave Daisy and spend the rest of my life with her in our apartment in New York, but I do not want to just be with one person. I am too awesome to be tied down to just one. Everyone who knows me wants to be with me, so why not spread the love? I am just trying to help give everyone what they want, a little love from Tom Buchanan. I have never really felt bad about my affairs that I have had because Daisy has never found out. If she did, of course I would say that they are not true and it wasn’t me, and I know she would believe me. That is the good thing about having a wife at home. She is so oblivious. I could come home at 4 o’clock in the morning after spending a long night with Myrtle and tell Daisy that my meetings for work were much longer than I had anticipated, and she would believe me. She would love me with all of her heart and never have a doubt in the world about our love for each other. This whole “family living” thing is not my lifestyle, but since my family is so conservative, they assumed I would get married to someone in the same class as we were and live happily ever after. I could not disappoint them. So I married Daisy, a wealthy and classy woman, and had my fair share of mistresses on the side. I knew Daisy was not the one for me, I had an affair during our honeymoon. It was all wrong, but as long as she did not know about my other women and as long as she was not having an affair, then I am okay.