I have to admit it: I have thought on more than one occasion that this exact scenario would eventually wind up as the plot to a cheesy Hollywood romantic comedy.
Apparently (hard to believe), it actually happened. Summary: a couple meets, chats online about how lousy their respective marriages are, eventually arranges to meet, and discovers that they are each other’s respective spouses. (Am I the only one who has ever thought that if the plural of mouse is mice, the plural of spouse should be spice? Maybe.)
Of course, in the Hollywood version, they fall back in love with each other while drinking Mountain Dew and standing in front of a Federal Express billboard after an exciting and hilarious chase scene through Macy’s. In real life, they are getting divorced. This is why people go to the movies, they are much tidier and more pleasant.
