The Man, The Myth, The Legend
I Love My Friend’s Bigfoot Boyfriend
Allegedly he exists, but I've never seen him in real life.
Katie and I have been good friends for nearly a decade, but I’ve never met her long-term partner. He’s what we can call a “Bigfoot Boyfriend.” Allegedly, he exists, but I’ve never caught a glimpse of him in real life.
I know a few basics, of course: They live together. He goes rock climbing on the weekends, and I’m pretty sure he likes horror movies. His ex watches Katie’s Instagram Stories on a daily basis.
I’ve heard that he’s affable and funny and I’d like to meet him. I’ve come close. Once, Katie invited him to get dinner with us, but he wasn’t feeling well and had to cancel. We’ve tried to organize a double date with my boyfriend, but navigating four people’s schedules is tricky.
I met Katie when we were both staff writers at the same publication in our 20s. She was refreshingly open for a coworker, discussing everything from assignments to ridiculous stories from college with the same cheerful ease. We quickly transitioned to happy hours outside the office.
These days, our typical nights out go like this: We meet at our favorite Mexican restaurant and ...