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Community => Watto's Junk Yard => Topic started by: BigDumbWookiee on June 30, 2003, 08:58 PM
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The marriage proposal thread put me into a mood to hear some good break up stories, so let's hear em! The saddest, the funniest, the most cruel, whatever floats your boat.
I guess Ill start:
My last two girlfriends both had similar break ups. Things really weren't peachy, but they were far from horrible, and both girls were seemingly happy (no, I wasn't dating them at the same time). Both times, I just kind of decided one night on a whim, that I was no longer interested. Im definately the kind of person that would prefer to not waste time with pleasantries, so nearly immediately after I made my decision (mind you, some time in the late evening, possibly drunk, possibly perfectly sober, I really dont care to remember), I called them up and basically said "I dont really like you any more, so Im breaking up. Nice talking to you, bye" *click* Both were immediately followed by a call back, basically the girl in hysterics wanting to know what happened. Once again, I explained myself and this time asked that they dont call again, because I would like to go to bed. That was the last time I talked to either of them...
I've never been dumped; every time I had the slightest inkling that she was going to dump me, I simply beat her to the punch. Then again, I've only had four girlfriends over the course of my 24.5 years here on earth. And I couldn't be happier! :)
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The story I'm about to tell you is pretty harsh... just wanted to warn you ahead of time. So here goes...
I was 19 or 20 years old and in college when I dated this girl. We had dated for almost 8 months, when I got a phone call from her roommate (and best friend from high school) that she was cheating on me. She wasn't just cheating with ANY guy... she was cheating with my college best friend.
Oh, was I pissed off! So, after dinner was over (we all lived in the same dorm) I went to my room to prepare myself for what was about to happen next. I sat in there for just about 5 minutes, with my door closed, and got myself mentally prepared.
What happened next was just ugly. I grabbed the chair out of my room, walked down to my "best" friend's room, and knocked on the door. My friend opened the door, and I took my chair and smacked him upside his head with it. He fell to the floor, I threw the chair out of my hands, dropped down, and just started beating on him. He didn't have a chance to even lay one hand down on me. Everyone on the floor heard what was going on, and the floor R.A. (residential assistant) broke it up. He took me down to his room to talk about what happened. I told him exactly what happened, and he decided not to report this to the school (or the police). My friend went to the hospital with a broken nose and cheek bone. He got what he deserved.
Think I was done there? Hell no. I then went up to my girlfriend's room and dumped her like a rock in a pond. I told her what I had just done to the guy she was cheating with, and I told her that she could have him. She started crying hysterically and tried to hug me, and I shoved her down to the ground. I yelled at her to never touch me again, and that I didn't want to have anything to do with her. It was all over at that point.
That was the second time I had been cheated on. I'm not the fighting type, but when I heard about me being cheated on I just blew up. People talked about me beating up my friend for the rest of the school year.
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Your story brings warm feelings to my heart! :) Shoulda killed him, but it wouldnt have been worth the consequences.
Every girlfriend I've ever had cheated on me (all of which I didnt know until after we broke up)
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Chris, I never will be getting on your bad side. Your wish, is my command. :o :o
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Im having trouble visualizing this though. Did you swing the chair into his face, or was it more of a jabbing action? A chair has a pretty big swing radius, and seems like it would be difficult to effectively maneuver it in an area the size of a doorway (unless he was outside the door. or you came in). I would have liked to have seen that, as I've never seen anyone unexpectadly hit in the face with a chair (in real life, not counting wrestling or anything). What kind of chair was it? Like a little wooden desk chair, or stool or something (obviously not a Lazy Boy, too big and more importantly, too soft)? Plastic, metal, wood?
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It was a simple metal chair with a soft cushion to it. He opened the door, and came partially out of the room and in the hallway. I raised the chair over my head, the chair hit the ceiling, and then I swung it down onto his head. That knocked him to the ground, and that's when I jumped on top of him for his beating.
Any more questions? 8)
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ROTFLMAO! ;D ;D
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Ah, now I get it! So what made a chair the implement of your choosing? No sports equipment like bats or hockey sticks, golf clubs or cricket paddles?
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I'm not really sure why I chose the chair. It was just the first thing that came to my mind... maybe because I was sitting on it just before going over to his room.
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Ah, I see! Nonetheless, quite effective from the sounds of it
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I don't have anything that can top Chris' story. I've had 2 serious girlfriends and each time I've gotten dumped. The first one dumped me for no appearant reason. She said her feelings changed and that's it. Whatever.
The second one was my junior year of college, and I had a really good relationship with this girl. I moved back home for the summer to take an internship with the legislature, since I live in the state capital. It was about a month after school got out. I went out to go to a concert with some friends and visit her. The day it happened I was having a great day. I did a toy run and found 3 figures I had been looking for. It was the POTJ Sandtrooper wave. My friends and I got drunk in the afternoon and destroyed some stuff. She gets back from work, and tells me she doesn't think we should see each other anymore. Way to ruin my good day. About a week later she starts dating one of my co-workers, we worked at the same place, so, I think she was cheating on me.
But, I feel vindicated. To this day she tells me I was the best boyfriend she's had and what a mistake it was breaking up with me. Sucks for her....
I have a really great break up story involving a friend of mine, but its a little too risque to post
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I'll make this short and simple. about a yaer or two ago I met this girl and it was love at first site, everything was going right we got along well we had fun together we dated, we dated, we dated, got close, REAL close, the world was a wonderful place my life was set I figured in a few month if thisgs kept going as well as this first few months she might realy be the ONE! I would probbly propose to her when the time seemed right. so were sitting around one night starwatching and allthought I had told her I loved her befor, I did again and asked her what she was thinking right then. I don't remember what she said but it was less than romantic for the moment and then she did it she said "##### I love you too but I'm not in love with you" followed by the death of the soul move of "why don't we just be good friends". the rest of the evening ws pretty much silent. After all the time we spent together and all the stuff we had done together it all ended there, I still don't understand what happened. One day we were the perfect couple, the next shes like we never did the things we DID, and I still have no clue how she could change 100% in the way she seemed to feel about me just like that with no warning what so ever. Women suck and I'll never understand them!
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That...is a long sentence. ;)
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That...is a long sentence. ;)
You're damn right that's a long sentence. I didn't even bother reading it. Is it really hard to use punctuation? :-*
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Yeah, and being old is bad right ;) I've been with my wife/girlfriend (yes, same person) since 1987.
I can't come close to topping that story :o But I do have other Res stories.
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Ick. I hate relaying my breakup stories. I only wish I could beat the living **** out of both the girl and the dorkwad she was cheating on me with. But, whatever. They aren't worth it.
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I've had some weird breakups....but have remained "friends" with a few of my ex's. One of whom now collects SW figures... we wouldn't have broken up if we knew then what we know now! ::)
The worst was my first 'real' boyfriend, I'll call him Mark, because that's his name. I was a senior in high school, he was 23 (yes, I know, he was robbing the cradle but we both enjoyed the same stuff, plus my parents were OK with it because he was a good person). I met him at the ski shop where he worked. It was instant lust....er, love.
As fate would have it, he was planning on returning to college just as I was making plans on going to college for the first time. And wouldn't you know it, we were both planning on going to the same college. So we continued our relationship once we both got to Florida and to school.
However, about a month into the semester, Mark "disappeared". He stopped returning my phone calls, avoiding me in the student center, basically ignoring me. That was the end of the relationship....he just stopped all communication. We had some mutual friends who didn't think he had another girlfriend, so they had no clues as to what was up with him and why he was acting the way he was. So I did what was best for me, which was to send him a "dear John" letter and cease any contact with him. I was heartbroken and confused, to say the least.
To this very day, I don't know what caused the breakup. Was it something I said or did? Was it just me? Was Mark just a total psycho? I'll never know.
To break up with somebody you dated exclusively for a year is just plain **cruel**. There needs to be some kind of closure. For years after Mark I never really trusted anyone I dated, because I was always expecting them to break it off with no explanation.
-Karma
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When girls would break up with me they usually were too chicken to tell me in person. I have had notes passed to me, her friend's tell me, or simply not call back. I always told the person I was breaking up to them in person face-to-face alone. I just think it's the proper thing to do.
But the worst one I had a few year's ago was this girl sent me an email at work to say "I don't want us to be exclusive anymore. I want to date other people. What do you think?"
LOL! What do I think? It was just a really odd way to break up I thought. Especially after going out for 6 months, meeting each other's family and other stuff I thought this person would at least have the decency to call me up. Especially since I always treated her well. I can understand a person not wanting to see me anymore. But this was odd. Plus she never talked to me again after this.
Later I heard her friend tell me that she was really upset the way she broke it off with me and was sorry the way she did it. How she wanted to be my friend again, etc, etc. To this day I have never heard back from this girl. So, I don't know what really happened there.
Breakups are really odd for some people apparently. I have seen a lot weird and wild breakups. In the end it is better just to break off all contact. So, I did not mind it after awhile.
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:'(
It's scary how many people get cheated on...
I met my first ever girlfriend the week I went to college, we lived in a co-ed dorm and on the same floor. She was from a town 20 miles from my home town, we hit it off. We dated for close to 4 years and while we often would bicker and fight it was never anything super serious.
My last two years of college were a living hell school wise...she started Pharmacy school in my Senior year and the added stress kind of kept us busy. We still did things and made an effort to see each other until after Christmas when she wanted a "break" for a while. We had been talking about getting hitched and all for a little while and she just wnated to see what life was like without me.
We took a month off, we got back together and she said we were good to go...so I thought things were fine. Something around that time however, got me to think that things weren't still the best and so I did a very very naughty thing, I read her e-mail. And she found out, and she got really ticked at me. I never should have done that but I did notice some rather weird thing she was telling her friends about me which made no sense at all
But we sort of patched things up and went on. FF a few more weeks to March and one of my worst weekends ever occured. It was the last week of class and I had a huge 100+ page computer program and report I needed to finish for my senior design class. I tried calling her at home from school and her sister said she was at my house. Well I kept calling my house and then her apartment etc with no luck. I got really worried that she went in the ditch or something. I think I stayed at school all night that night finishing my paper and the like and my buddy who lived near her house said he saw her that morning...said she was coming out of my buddies house.
I went dustrho right then and there and just about blew my top...but I still couldn't get ahold of her and I had to finish my stuff for school, releaved that she was not dead somewhere.
I talked to her that night and I got the "We need to talk". And it ended, she never admitted to cheating on me but she married my ex-friend a year later.
The crappiest thing was is that she strung me along a while after we broke up, she told me that she still loved me which made things so much worse. I was getting job offers out of state which I turned down because I basically didn't want to leave her because I thought there was still a chance. I am sure I was a total joy to be around for the last three months of school, time I should have been enjoying immensly (the Gophers went to the Final 4 that year, I bought a new Mustang, I got a job) But life really, really sucked. I drank a ton, it was the only quarter of college I didn't make the Dean's List. I was a miserble, blubbering idiot. The last straw which was the lightning bolt moment was the day I got my car. I drove over to her place...I rang the bell, nobody answered even though the lights were on. So I walked back to the parking lot and she looked out the window. And I waved as I was getting in my car and the my ex-buddy who she swore she wasn't cheating on me with also came to the window. I was crushed but finally realized how stupid I had been.
Happy Ending: 4 months after we broke up I met my wife at my friends wedding. She is good friends with the bride who was also my ex's first college room mate. Since we lived on the same floor and my buddy always came down to visit me I set them up and here I was at their wedding. It was sort of a bittersweet moment. During the wedding my wife (who was the wedding singer) melted my heart with her voice, it was one of my most memorable moments ever. We went on a date that weekend and were engaged in 6 months and married for 5 years this fall.
So, Life turned out great for me. Every choice I made and was forced on me in the Spring of 1997 has turned out right and for the best. The Hand of God steered me the right way I guess to where I needed to be and made me a better person for it.
I saw her again at a Vikings game a few years later and we were cordial but not overly so, I saw her husband 3 years ago at a Twins game and said they were expecting. And I was generally glad for them because of how happy I was and have been.