Back when I was in High School (Junior I think, been so long ago I barely remember), I broke up with a girl because she had all of her friends watching me when we weren’t togeather.
If I so much as even talked casually to another girl, she would get right in my face about it the next time she saw me.
It got to the point that it just wasn’t worth it. I mean, I was no great catch or anything, but I didn’t deserve that.
Yeah, but what were the circumstances?? I mean, was this an “emergency situation”, or were you in the shower and he had to go, or was it just plain curiosity, or some kind of sexual perversity (is “perversity” a word? if not, it should be)?
Or do you mean just while you were within line-of-sight without a wall between you?
I mean, if I had to go and my date wanted to come watch I might be…umm…hmmm…sounds like it could be an interesting evening…
well, this isn’t about me 
My first ‘serious’ girlfriend was in high school. We dated from about April 1993 to May 1995- my junior and senior years. I deserve to be slapped for this for the following reasons:
Justification for slap #1: I broke up with her at my senior prom. No hysterics, nothing public, just sitting on the floor of a hallway in the hotel, shoes kicked off to the side, while I came up with some crummy excuse to break things off. (Extension: No, I didn’t get laid at my senior prom.)
Justification for slap #2: I couldn’t get over the age difference. She was born in March 1979, I was born in December 1976. No worries, right? Sorry. She was only six months older than my younger sister, and I couldn’t get past the mental image of dating someone my younger sister’s age. Stupid, petty, and really irrelevant. I’m 24, she’d be just about 22, yippie yay. And it’s not like she was an underclassman- she had skipped ahead two grades because she was brilliant.
Justification for slap #3: And I don’t mean brilliant. I mean fucking brilliant. I dumped her, and she went off to graduate summa cum laude from Princeton University, and is now doing graduate work at MIT. Creative, beautiful, best girl in my life, and I dumped her because she was two years and three months younger than me.
Jesus, I was a moron.
Then there was girlfriend #2, who I started dating just before I left for college, and then broke up with that November because I couldn’t handle a long distance relationship. I think my words were something like “I think that people were right back in August when they told us that this wouldn’t work.”
One more “kudos” on the thread. And ahem FTR, there’s nothing wrong with enjoying a lil’ scrambled porn now and again, and again, and again. . .
Mine is more of a George kinda break up. After a little over 2 years of dating a guy I decided to dump him. Why? I cant offer a good reason, other than I was ready to move on with my life.
First, the strange. He worked as a light/sound guy for a traveling magician.
Second, the bizarre. A week after the break up, he fell of the equipment truck and went to the hospital with a mild concussion.
Third, the unexpected. He experienced mild amnesia and forgot that we broke up. When he returned to the city he asked for a little refresher on the matter.
All my friends say it’d make a great short story.
I dated a guy for a couple weeks, but he was just too “Wally Cleaver” for me. It was always, “Gee Whiz, in a couple months, we can go to college together”, or “Golly!, that was a super-duper concert!” Fast forward 25 years. I run into him in a bar, and he’s still Wally Cleaver-ing me to death, and I find out he named his daughter after me (I have a very unusual name – I’m the only one I’ve ever met!) and he tells me he is now a stand-up comedian! This guy was about as funny as root canal surgery! A look of amazement froze onto my face as I backed out of the room…
Great thread! And I actually have something to add!
There was a girl I worked with who I somehow ended up talking to periodically. Eventually we started talking all the time, and she would come hang out with me on saturday while I was working (she worked upstairs and also came in on saturday, but we ended up spending half the day chatting in my office). So eventually I asked her out. I picked her up at her apartment, had a great time in the city at dinner and a comedy club, all was well. While waiting for the train in Penn Station, she buys a playboy. Interesting. I take her home that night, I go into her apartment, and there’s some guy sleeping in her bed. I didn’t see him at first, and all of a sudden she shushes me and points at the bed. As a side note, she was a black girl, and now I’m picturing in my head some huge ripped black guy in her bed, and if he wakes up I’m dead. So I say bye and leave very quietly.
Reminded me of that episode where Jerry goes to pick up the girl and the guy comes out of the bathroom wrapped in a towel right after she does.
Afterwards, she called me and apologized, saying that I’m a nice guy and didn’t deserve that kind of treatment, etc. We ended up hanging out another time and I felt really uncomfortable, and it ended up ruining the friendship. We just became work friends and eventually she quit and moved away.
So how much do you want for her phone number?
I once dumped a girl because she whistled too much. Like when she was driving. I don’t know why, but it just bigged me.
I had to break up with a guy because he made little pecking noises when he kissed me. I just couldn’t get over it. With other guys, both before and after, I have found that little noise kinda cute, but with this guy it was just driving me mad.
I have to say I feel cleansed reading this post. I too, have fallen in to the trap of releasing love for what some might consider (expletive deleted) reasons.
I broke up with one girl because of her table manners. The way she held her fork, as if it were a dagger, drove me crazy. Am I the only one who feels this way? I enjoy going to nice restaurants and do not want to have to cringe every time my date takes a bite.
I broke up with an absolutely beautiful girl (who loved nothing better than to have sex with me) because she was dumb. Maybe that’s being harsh. Let’s just say that her talents lie elsewhere.
Other reasons for dumping girls include: Not pretty enough, different senses of humor, boring as (expletive deleted) et al.
It is nice to read that there are others as shallow as I. Although I consider myself a good person who is considerate and sincere, I am unforgiving in my endeavor at romance. If I am going to spend a few years with this woman before she decides to divorce me, shouldn’t I at least be able to avoid annoying little nuances? True, differences are what makes us interesting and unique … I just want someone intersting and unique who doesn’t drive me crazy. Anyone agree or disagree?
Thank you for your time.
Uh … is that you, Roy?
“Then one day he showed up wearing a 10 foot long striped scarf.”
Maybe he was a closet Dr. Who fan?
How about going on a blind-double date with a guy who not only has the gall to wear a cut-off t-shirt with a “Playboy” logo on it, but said shirt showed off THE hairest belly and back I’ve EVER seen! I’m married to a furry guy, but the blind date bozo looked liked he’d dipped himself in Rogain!
That, and he was deadly dull to talk to.
Blind Dates Are Bad News,
Patty
This is a little more Elaine-like than Seinfeld, but I broke up with a guy on a Tuesday night who then called me the following Thursday night and tried to dump me. boggle
I broke up with a really great guy because he sat too close to me… all the time. Im just not one of those people who can hang out with my friends while theres a guy hanging on me. Yeesh. Respect the personal bubble, eh?
I gave up on a guy because he had an annoying nervous habit of making spitty/swooshy noises with his mouth.
I stopped talking to another guy because his lips were too big… which wasnt the full problem… but they just kind of… attached to my mouth and occasionally his tongue would flick out and then back in. Yuck! I still get the heebiejeebies and that was years ago.
Also prone to turn me off… Men who poke me with their erections to wake me up. shudder This will get at LEAST a day of me being a complete bitch to them, if not a breakup.
Was going out with this wonderful girl at university who I’d known since we were in residence. Smart, attractive, a women worth getting to know well. My sister has always been a big fan of the British artist Waterhouse. He does a lot of paintings of nymphs and mythological folks. As a birthday gift, my sister gave me this picture of some mythological guy bathing in a pond with about twenty nymphs. Nice picture, hung it in my room since I didn’t know what else to do with it. Every nymph was a dead ringer for this girl, from every angle! I was dimly aware of this and jokingly pointed it out to her one time when she came over to my place. She was clearly freaked and from then on treated me as if I’d been stalking her for the last twenty years. I don’t think she believed that it was indeed a gift from my sister. Freak show.
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No. But it’s good to know I’m not the only one.
Are you confessing to being bad in bed, trose?
Geez, all my sins remembered. I posted that what, like a jillion months ago?
well, I feel a certain sense of irony in posting. I have spent most of this day waiting for a girl to call about going out tonight. Anyhow. She’s not calling now (why?? Dammit).
I had to break up with a six month girlfriend because she wore these overall things every once in a while. It made her look like an oversized toddler. Absolutely ruined it. Oh, and the sex was awful. I’m fairly certain that was my fault though.
LAUREN, IF YOU’RE READING THIS, CALL!!!
Good riddance! The dude had it comin’.
I’ve only had one boyfriend. But I’m leaving him because he shirked away from he when I tries to kiss him. Yea–we’re gay…and it was in public…but I still felt hurt. A guy as closeted as he is throws away half a century’s worth of civil rights movement. Other than that–he’s a really friendly guy. Which is sad, when I think about it.
-Ashley
i have seriosuly never laughed so hard on this board…
this is like watching the freaks and geeks at a carnival.
anyway, a lot of girls have broken up with me just previously to my breaking up with them (or by all logic I should have broken up with. I have gone out with some really really wierd people that were…just there) I can’t describe any of them accurately without using words improperly, such as “sociopath” or “misanthropic she beast from the deepest bowels of hades”
i once broke up with a girl because she was too young, mostly actually because my all-girl circle of friends made fun of me. So I broke her heart really bad then, which was really annoying becuase I still know her and now that were both older wish we could go out again, but shes in the middle of a very close long term relationship that I frequently look at and kick myself about.
When I first turned 18 (the legal drinking age in Australia), I knew I would be doing a lot more time at the pub, so I decided my high-school sweatheart, at 17, had to go. I dumped her at my 18th birthday party.
And we never learn do we. Several years later I dumped a girl because her kitten kept attacking my toes in bed. I would kick it and she would get angry. Eventually, after several nights without sleep, I said:
“Its the kitten or me.”
She refused to answer. I left her (or did she choose the kitten?)
Awww, c’mon, you don’t understand! It’s not just those chartruese boobs bouncing diagonally on the screen, it’s the 70’s wah-wah guitar and all that high-pitched gasping “OH yeah, OH yeah, OH yeah, hhhNNNNuuuuhhh!!!” that gets guys hot!! And it’s FREE!! What could be better? :rolleyes:
PS: more to the point, I broke up with a girl in high school because I found a prettier one. Foolish me. The prettier one had a brain of lint. The first girl had all similar interests to mine, was quite cute, smart, etc. Last I heard she had moved to Bolivia. Hope I had nothing to do with that! :wally:
I broke up with a guy because he had an English accent (which I LOVE!) but he was too short for his accent (does that make sense?). I just thought he should be taller for his voice. I need to die for that. 