Tales of HSDBE and Woe
Gentlemen and ladyfolk, this story involves Half-sane Delusional Bint of an Ex - hereafter known as HSDBE. Therefore, you must expect a certain amount of vitriol.

HSDBE and I have been going out for a while, and the monsters of neurotic doubt are threatening to creep in. Usually, this is a bad thing, and the cause of many a bad break-up. However, in this case the monsters of neurotic doubt are right on the money.

It was when I had to cut a phone-call short (Had to go to work) and she threatened to stab herself with a screwdriver that I began to get the first warning signs. You see, I'm good at picking up on subtle details like that.

HSDBE wanted a corset coat. Ye gods and little fishes, how she wanted this coat. It started out on £30 on EBay, which seemed like a good price for a night of lights-on nookie. However, after bidding on it for a while, the price rose to £80. At this point in my life, I'm earning £150 a week, so £80 is a not inconsiderable sum, but it's worth it to keep harmony in the home.

£90

£100

£120 - Success!

And so the coat is bought and I present it to my beloved.

My beloved has lied about her measurements.
My beloved did not think I would buy this article for her.
My beloved thinks I'm trying to make her feel self-conscious about her weight.
My beloved is, in fairly short order, a HSDBE.

Anybody want a coat? Slightly tear-stained and fag-burned, not to mention stretched out.
Free, if you can prove you're going to use it to line a dog's basket.
Did I mention the vitriol?
(universalpsykopath loves what you've done with your hair., Thu 30 Sep 2010, 15:11, 2 replies)

If you're going to make that sort of cock-up
For god's sake use auction sniper or similar.
( wangmaster2000, Thu 30 Sep 2010, 15:55, closed)

Actually...
...the lack of a good hard cock up was the most galling thing.

Apologies for...everything.
(universalpsykopath loves what you've done with your hair., Thu 30 Sep 2010, 16:24, closed)