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Nice and simple this week. Just tell us the exact moment you knew that relationship, that job or that penchant for custard-dipped young boys was over.

(, Thu 21 Jul 2005, 10:45)
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At my work's big posh 25th anniversary doo... nearly all 150 odd employees were there.
She had alcohol problems and I'd put up with it for over two years, I was getting to the end of my tether. She got hammered on white wine. Tried to heckle the MD, and then was forcing one of a wife of one the directors to dance against her will. Couldn't sit up properly on a chair, was so drunk she couldn't walk. I was alerted to this when someone said "I think you should deal with your wife, she's lying on the dancefloor and her tits have fallen out."

She then refused to go to the room in the hotel the company was paying for. So some colleagues tries to help me get her up there. She ended up swearing, screaming and kicking and biting my colleagues, it took the hotel manager threatening her to get her up to the room. Where we'd got sandwiches set up. She proceeded to tell me how much she hated me, and how I apparently hated her, then tried to fight me. After the 5th swing at me, I pushed her back on the bed, she kept trying to get up and hit me and I kept pushing her back on the bed. After several failed attempts to hit me, lay on the bed, I put the sandwiches next to her which she ate, she whined and cried then fell asleep. I went back to the party, the fire alarm went off. I left her in the room. She slept through it. I wished then for an escape. Then she got pissed at dinner with my parents over a week later. I knew then I had to get rid of her. A month later it was my birthday, I went drinking after work with a few friends, didn't invite her, she'd expected me to come home and collect her and go out. I wasn't going to have YET ANOTHER FUCKING NIGHT ruined. I had a great night, didn't come home, didn't phone or text her and I ended up watching a band called KUNT and kipping in my mate's spare room. She went on a week long bender as a result. At the end of it we agreed it was over. I've never felt so relieved in my life.
(, Sat 23 Jul 2005, 12:02, Reply)

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