Inspired by this Vice article from yesterday’s National Boyfriend Day.. I attended a Battles and Dirty Projectors gig instead of going to my then gf’s Grandfather’s funeral. Really, really poor form. Just realised this isn’t very light but I don’t particularly want to hear about times you’ve been unfaithful or when you boffed their mum/dad.
Oooh boy, that’s a bad one Jezza.
I know! Not my finest hour at all but I thought if I was honest in the OP it might make people want to share.
Definitely not in the form for a trawl through my memory bank of horrors right now.
Legit can’t think of anything, think I’m a pretty good boyf for the most part. Getting arsey after poor football results is probably my greatest crime.
Would rather not think about it, cheers.
Can we guess?
Broke up with her on A-level results day. In my defence, it was hard to avoid - our results meant we were going to different universities (my back-up choice was the same as hers), so the conversation was kind of forced, but I probably could have handled it better.
Did you leave your phone on as well?
I had similar thing with a girl I was on and off with during my gap yar. We both knew we were going to different Unis so it was a bit forced and a bit ‘er…thanks for sleeping with me for the past year or so… seeyabye!’
Some really incompetent sex.
EDIT: this is “done with” rather than “done to”, obviously.
Pretty much a given!
I used to firmly believe the kindest way to break up with someone is not to tell them but just to sever all contact. Avoids any awkwardness and after a week it’s pretty clear what has happened.
Yeah. We sort of resolved it after in a better way, but it was just the day itself - when we should have been celebrating, had big parties planned and stuff - and it was all spent crying (her), feeling like shit (me), and generally harshing everyone’s buzz.
Don’t have an ex, but once I tried to put my arm round my current gf only to elbow her in her eye. Nightmare!
was at a wedding of the gf cousin or whatever. the photos clashed with England v Denmark 2002 wc.
watched the footie, didn’t I. good game n all
Should have done the time honoured thing: promising to stay together and then calling her three weeks into the first term, (from the communal halls of residence phone box) to break it off.
I was still getting drunken calls from her well into first term, even though we’d categorically broken it off before. Was a real saga.
Happily, we managed to stay friends (well, outrageously flirting for the next few years didn’t help), but all is good now.
I can’t think of anything but i need to get this off my chest. I once went with her to stay at her parents’ house, I missed out on seeing a big building being demolished