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The original was posted on /r/tifu by /u/Intrepid-Pea-4329 on 2025-10-08 05:45:45+00:00.

Last night my friend (28M) and I (27F) had dinner with our coworker and his wife (35M and F). We had been making up excuses to not do so for a while and must have finally ran out. My coworker is a nice guy but is very overshare-y about his very hot and cold relationship with his wife (who we had never met) and we didn’t really want a The Office Dinner Party Episode situation, but we decided to just do it. I want to preface this by saying even though this was a weird and bad experience and they are not a good couple, at no point did we get DV vibes (and I grew up in a DV household so I’m sensitive to it).

So we get to their apartment which is very small and dingy, in not a great area. We were surprised by this because we all make pretty good money, and know his wife does as well. We knock on the door and hear his wife saying something like “Did you invite people over??” so not off to a great start.

He lets us in and his wife IMMEDIATELY says “I’m making pasta but my husband didn’t tell me to cook for 4.” We say that’s fine and introduce ourselves. My coworker says “Don’t believe anything she says, it was on the calendar” and his wife says “we don’t have a calendar” (what?) We offer to leave and come back another time, crossing our fingers that they’ll say yes, and somehow, they both tell us to stay and that it just won’t be a dinner party but we can grab anything from the fridge. My friend and I end up splitting a bagged salad and ask where the cups are so we can get some water. Coworker’s wife says “I feel bad for not cooking for everyone, I have some of a bottle of really great wine left, you two can split that if you want.” We agree and she brings out the bottle and puts it on the table. There’s probably less than one glass of wine left in the bottle but my friend and I finish the bottle. My coworker has just been smoking outside so he’s not even in the room, and his wife goes back to finish cooking the pasta.

My friend and I sit on the couch for close to 30 minutes, our coworker isn’t back inside yet, and his wife is still somehow in the other room. We have definitely finished the wine at this point. Finally, coworker comes back in, goes straight to the kitchen, asks his wife “have you been hiding in here the whole time?” and his wife says “they don’t like me.” Finally he gets her to come back, and she has an empty wine glass. She goes to pour herself some of the wine from the bottle that was nearly empty when she told us to “split it” and realizes it’s empty. She says “did you finish this?” and we’re stunned and say yes. She says “oh… I didn’t realize you thought you could finish it” and because we’re both very apologetic people we start apologizing profusely. She looks at her husband, rolls her eyes, and says (I swear) “this is the last time you bring people like this into my house” and then leaves. He tells us she’s going to bed and that we really upset her and then follows her to, I assume, their room. When he finally comes back we tell him we really need to get going and he starts crying and asks him to please play Mario Kart with him for a little because he’s really upset. We feel bad for him and do that for a while, and then finally get to leave.

So this morning at work my coworker comes up to me and says “I have bad news. My wife is divorcing me.” Even though I really really think that’s a good idea, I’m shocked and sad for him. He tells me “my wife told me to tell you that now you can have me all to yourself” which is crazy because I’m a lesbian, which he knows. He says that he told his wife I’m a lesbian and she accused him of making it up, and accused me (through him) of finishing her wine because I knew it would be the last straw for her and would get her to leave him. I’m like ok I really can’t deal with this and get back to work (and I also tell our HR person about it because I’m worried about him but also not interested in being involved with this).

TL;DR: today I was accused of getting my coworker’s wife to divorce him by finishing the bottle of wine she told me I could finish, which was the “last straw” for her in their relationship.