"And another thing, I hate you and all your friends."
Not long after I left Uni I went to visit a friend in Nottingham. While there I had a row with my girlfriend. One of an ever increasing number of petty arguments signposting the way to the inevitable split.

After sleeping at separate ends of my friends house, we bundled into the car and headed back Essex-wards. I pulled off his drive in silence. I pulled to the end of the road in silence. I pulled on to the main road and said 'this isn't working anymore is it?', 'no' she said.

My advice to you, dear QOTWers, is if you are alone in a car with the girl you have just that second split up with, don't ask 'what went wrong?'. It's a hell of a long way between Nottingham and Brentwood when you are having your suitability as a boyfriend, your level of intelligence and your general fitness to be a contributing member of the human race systematically dismantled and ground to dust for the entire journey.

She's lucky I didn't leave her by the side of the M1.
( scarpe We Stole Bikes, Mon 18 Jul 2011, 12:07, 9 replies)

Indeed - sound advice. I was told
"Meet them somewhere neutral, turn off your 'phone, buy each of you a drink, split up, leave."
( Je suis un vagabond is an unfunny, up your own arse middle class knob, Mon 18 Jul 2011, 12:32, closed)

Or
take a hammer to her, chop her up and leave her in a bin in a layby.
(Rsoles, Mon 18 Jul 2011, 13:13, closed)

Well, yes, there is that.
Some of the more politically-correct types have started objecting to such behaviour, though.
( Je suis un vagabond is an unfunny, up your own arse middle class knob, Mon 18 Jul 2011, 13:25, closed)

Some of us, on the other hand
are just wishing we'd thought of it at the time.
( scarpe We Stole Bikes, Mon 18 Jul 2011, 13:28, closed)

Well there are rules for this sort of thing
1) always have an escape route.

2) I'm friggin serious about that escape route.
( Crap Little Monkey Deathstar, so good they built it twice, Mon 18 Jul 2011, 15:01, closed)

A girl I know decided to tell her boyfriend that It Was Over
...just as they'd finished putting up the tent on Thursday evening, ready for Glastonbury to start the next morning.

Still, at least there was plenty of MASSIVE DRUGS to help him get through it.
(moon monkey is busy making memories worth repressing, Mon 18 Jul 2011, 15:24, closed)

oof.

( scarpe We Stole Bikes, Mon 18 Jul 2011, 15:30, closed)

Indeed
I'd broken up with my GF a couple of weeks before - and yes, she was there too in the same group of tents - so us and another recently-single friend spent the weekend on the "All Women Are Bastards / How Many Drugs Can You Take And Still Stay Upright" tour. It was fantastic!
(moon monkey is busy making memories worth repressing, Mon 18 Jul 2011, 16:09, closed)

You picked the wrong road.
Shoud have picked the A62 or its environs, much better places to "resolve and argument".
I wish I'd addressed my girlfriend's doubts about our lifestyle there, "Mira The Snitch" I call her...
(Me, I'm not... in any way intoxicated, Mon 18 Jul 2011, 17:58, closed)