I’ve got to say that being dumped via text message was pretty bad, but the worst was when this guy posted a very passive-agressive blog spelling out things he didn’t like about me. He didn’t mention me by name, but it was pretty obvious by the content that he was dissing me. And it wasn’t even anything major; it was all really stupid, petty stuff. For instance, I was excited about getting a new iPod for Christmas, and he went on about how inferior iPods are to old-school record players and how lame it was to be excited over something that would lead to the downfall of the music listening experience as we know it. (Then again, this is the same guy that said he thought the downfall of humanity came with the invention of the toothbrush, so take anything he says with a shaker of salt.)
How about you guys? Any heartbreak horror stories you’d like to share?
LemonVibe 
[Hmm I’ve had a few really crappy breakups, but I’d say the worst was over the phone while I was at work (the main number, not even a private extension).
[I had a douchey boyfriend in high school, and all ten(ish) of our break ups took place over aol instant messenger.
And in high school I broke up with another boyfriend at church camp after we had been dating for about six months (he totally deserved it though).
[Just to be clear, this guy you mention is an ex, right? This isn’t your way of breaking up with him?
[Ooh, ooh, I have one….
Getting texted a photo of her right hand with an engagement right on it. :-p
[Back in early college, when I still had a pre-paid by the minute cell phone (so I hardly used it), the guy I had been dating for a couple months called me on my cell phone, while I was at work (lifeguarding), and said “This whole you and me dating thing isn’t working out.” I wasn’t devastated, but I sure was puzzled, and that seemed like an awful way to break up with someone.
[My ex broke up with me while she was on placement in America via phone. Because she was with her friends at the time, she rang me from the toilet.
For some reason that made it sting a little less, because despite me standing there with a ridiculous look on my face, I’ll always know she was stood in a toilet.
[Mine is pretty funny (and I laughed about it then):
I went on a date with a guy and we had a great time, great chemistry. On the night we were to go on our second date he called me to tell me that he was sick and had to cancel. Thinking I was being cute and thoughtful, I bought him some cough drops, soup, tea, etc. and left the care package on his doorstep (hey, it was late and I didn’t want to wake up someone who wasn’t feeling well…) Male friends later pointed out that this could raise some red flags- I was trying to be nice, not appear like a needy stalker!
Well, luckily, he called me the next day to thank me for thinking of him, and that it was a really sweet thing I had done. He then asked for my mailing address because he wanted to send me something.
Three days later I get a card in the mail- all about how great I was, how much he liked me, and that he had gotten back together with his ex girlfriend.
Yup. I got a Dear John letter after just one date.
I must be one hell of a kisser!
[I’d say it’s all fair game. It’s like ripping off a band-aid. Sometimes, the best way to break up with someone is to do it quickly and cleanly. If they hate you for it, well, at least that means they’ll get over you faster.
[Hmmm I think the best/worst would be lying about not wanting to have children. Dickhead. 😛
[I had a guy just phase me out. Went from having amazing sex one day, to not a peep out of him in weeks. Being stubborn, I wasn’t going to give him the satisfaction of hunting him down to find out what the hell was going on. Three weeks after our last rendezvous, he called to tell me that he met someone else and didn’t know how to tell me. He also made it clear that he hadn’t started anything with this other girl, but he was interested, and wanted to break things off with me before asking the other girl out. Not sure if that was all true, but no matter.
Strangely, we are still on good terms and he’s now married to the chick he dumped me for so all’s well that ends well.
[I have two break up stories. One where I was dumped and one where I did the dumping (not one of my more proud life moments).
During college, a girl that I had been dating (for only about a month) broke up with me one evening using MSN Instant Messenger. The nerve! She didn’t even have the courtesy to break up with me using a more established messenging service like AIM. Though I suppose it could have been worse and she could have been using ICQ.
As for my shining moment as the Dumper, let me give you a little background.
This was during high school and this girl was my first ever girlfriend. I had picked her up so we could go over to one of my best friends to watch college football. It was during our drive there (essentially holding her “hostage”) that I decided to break up with her.
The remainder of the car ride was awkward.
Even more awkward was that the first half of the game she, along with the other females at the house, were upstairs. She was crying and the other girls were consoling her. Myself, and the guys, were downstairs where I was banging my head against the concrete floor feeling like a complete and utter jerk. I remember claiming I never wanted to date again because I never wanted to be a reason to make someone cry.
She never held any hard feelings against me. We only dated for two weeks. We were civil for the rest of high school and then lost touch when I graduated.
Just as a fun side note, a couple years back we reconnected on Facebook and decided to meet for coffee one weekend when I would be in town (no longer living in the same state). We had a good time catching up on life. She filled me in on things such as schooling, divorces and her kids. We then joked about our relationship where she stated, “It wouldn’t have worked out really anyway. I was way too much woman for you back then.”
Touche’
[I’ve never been broken up with, or broke up with anyone. But I once had to talk my mom out of texting a guy that she was through. This was after her best friend talk her out of IMing him when he was away from the computer.
E-mail was what we all compromised on, which I still think is kinda shitty but at least doesn’t have the feel of a whim.