I dumped a girlfriend over the phone once.
I know, I know. I shouldn't have. It was many years ago, but theres no denying I did. It was awful... she cried, I cried, I said I was sorry but I didn't love her and it had to be right, you know? Eventually she said she understood and hung up.

The next day, at college, she came up to me, in front of other people. Very touchy-feely. I asked if she remembered my phonecall. "No," she said. She claimed the line was bad... I remembered all the crying and asking me to stay. So I had to do it again. I had to break up with her, only I knew that I couldn't take her to one side and do it gently this time because I knew what would happen. I needed witnesses. I needed to make sure other people heard this so that mad girl didn't try to pretend it never happened. So I did... in front of all our mates who watched her walk off in stony silence.

Bullet dodged, I think.
(Captain Skippy pooed in a bag and left it on your doorstep, Thu 3 Jan 2013, 19:15, Reply)