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Cheating; an activity humans have been doing for centuries because they're foolish, bored or just insensitive with their relationships and do not have the courage to break up with a person they're not fully invested in or divorce.
Cheating at the office is the #1 way people get involved outside their unions. Why? Well you see the same people daily, get to know them and become close without effort outside of work.
We saw recently on social media during a light hearted “kiss cam” moment at a Coldplay concert on July 16, 2025, what was originally a fleeting, personal moment became a viral spectacle within hours. Some say if the cheating couple wouldn't have reacted the way they did by ducking quickly to avoid the camera, the public wouldn't have noticed and found them and exposed who they were. Andy Byron, CEO of Astronomer and their HR lady Kristen Cabot. It is pretty scary how the internet can do that I'm not going to lie. I don't like the part of social media. We live in a world with no privacy and although finding your cheating spouses is a good thing, the other side of the coin with predators being able to track people and thieves knowing your whereabouts is a bad thing.
The irony of powerful men risking their entire family and professional lives is not a new thing. So many do it, why? because they believe they will get away with it or the risk is greater then the reward. We as humans, can all relate to the power of lust and risk as a force so many humans share. The discipline is lacking in people of all walks of life.
Did Andy Byron think he would be on jumbotron with the HR lady, of course not that's like a freak accident but he could've very well likely been seen with her and that's a risk he and she were willing to take. He cannot be surprised this happened because when you go in public having an affair, chances are you will be caught.
Why not leave your partner to be together or single to date? People are selfish. They don't want to disrupt their lives and lose money and gain responsibility with sharing of children etc. But people are also extremely selfish, cruel and dishonest because let's face it a cheater is essentially a huge liar. A liar that can look their partner and everyone at work in the face daily and lie about where they're going, what they're doing etc. There's nothing more that I hate then a liar and therefore cheaters. The ability to lie daily over and over with no remorse or conscience is not my type of person. I do not want to be around people like that even though it's a lot of people. I feel bad for people like that they have no sense of self, no morals or conscience and live a lie within themselves. The person that cannot be honest with themselves and is a coward and I pray for your soul and growth.
This doesn't mean if you cheat once, regret it, learn from it especially when you're young that you're a bad person. On the contrary you live and learn but habitual grown people cheating long periods like this affair are a real issue. You should feel instantly aware and culpable the minute you start to cheat and put an end to it. That means you're a good person inside.
Some say the jumbotron was karma but let's be real so many people do so many bad things and this 'karma' doesn't hit them this way but who knows how all that works in real life. All I know is that people will not stop living lies and not have the courage to be truthful, own their decisions and try to have good character even if it means you lose your relationship or whatever is at risk.
Why do people have such a hard time being honest with their loved ones? Why do they feel the need to sneak around and think that will last forever that way? Why do people not learn from so many examples around them that the truth always comes out? That's the real question. Is there a chromosome some have that makes it easier for them to be so deceitful. A lack of empathy to think of what this will do to their partner once it comes out? The human condition is strange and divided. The feeling and the unfeeling walk among us.
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