he changed his relationship status on his Myspace page to "single" on Sunday.

Ouch. I'm sorry, HeMan.

Ouch, the MySpace diss. That hurts.

And I have never been on the end of a Post-It breakup. All my breakups have taken place in person, which is just as fun.

has anyone ever given you a Berger Post It?

It's difficult to answer a question when I have no fucking idea what the question means....

Ouch, that blows, I'm sorry. Still, you're not the only one that's happened to.

dersins: On Sex and the City, the character Carrie was dating this guy, Berger, who she was totally into, but it wasn't really working out that great. So, they agree to break for a week or so, but he comes back early, with flowers, being all, I love you I love you Let's Make it Work, and they spend the night together. She wakes up, he's gone and he's left a post-it note that says: I Can't, I'm Sorry, Don't Hate Me. She got dumped via Post-It.

I'm sorry. But anyone who does that does not deserve you.

Here's a clip of Carrie talking about the Post-It.

And I was wrong! It was "I'm Sorry, I Can't, Don't Hate Me".

(I hate Sex & The City based on false advertising. There's precious little on-screen fornicating, and the NYC Carrie and her pals live in bears almost no resemblance to the one me and my circle of friends inhabit)

I tell you what, as horrible as a post-it would be, it beats the hell out of the silent treatment. The no phone calls, no emails, no answering the phone, no return messages thing. I had that happen to me with a guy who really, really worked hard to get me in the first place, after several dates & etc and it BLEW. Several years ago now and I'm still getting over it. Heman, your ex is an asshole. We've all dated them but I know, that doesn't make it better since it hurts like crazy now. It will get better; it just takes agonizing time.

I got dumped over IM. Hell, she wasn't even direct about it there; I had to email her for clarification. And she lived two blocks away.

you're not the only one that's happened to.

Wow. At least we talked first, but I have one better: My friend Brian did the same thing to his girlfriend, Sarah while they were still living together and very much dating. He defended it saying he didn't want to broadcast his personal life on the web... then get off the damn Facebook!!

My ex told me the story of how she found out her longest-term boyfriend was dumping her, and it was the most gut-wrenching, soul-crushing thing I'd ever heard.

Basically, some guy came to the door of the apartment that the two of them were living in, and asked for her boyfriend. She said he wasn't there, and the guy said, "Well, I'm the manager of the building up the street, and I just wanted to let [DOUCHEBAG] know that his application for the studio apartment has been approved."

Now THAT'S a shitty way to find out your partner is leaving you. And, I admit it, I totally stole her anecdote and made it into a short story. (And now I'm telling it on the internet.) Because I'm an asshole, apparently.

Anyway, she got her revenge on the male gender by repeatedly crushing my soul over a 2 month period, so it all evens out in the end....

My ex told me the story of how she found out her longest-term boyfriend was dumping her

My ex This woman I was seeing for a couple of months...

What cracks me up is the first time I saw the Sex in the City line was from the incessant advertising of further censored episodes on TBS. That seems to deserve a tread all its own. :)

Because I'm an asshole, apparently.

Nah, you're just creative and... entertaining.

(I hate Sex & The City based on false advertising. There's precious little on-screen fornicating, and the NYC Carrie and her pals live in bears almost no resemblance to the one me and my circle of friends inhabit)

*cancels ticket to NYC*

What did I tell you mullet, MeCha is here for you!

okay this whole thread dredged up a once-painful but now gigglesome memory of high school. i was a choir/drama club slut geek in highschool. for a while i went out with the Hot And Surprisingly Hetero Theatre Romeo who was every girl's idea of a 'catch' at the time remember that this was the era of 'Fame' and everybody wanted to be, or be with That Boy...

wanna know how i found out it was over? he had his MOM call me to ask for his class ring back. even at the time (i was fourteen) i remember thinking how incredibly lame and gutless that was.

I had a guy break up with me after two and a half years over the phone. Then he had the nerve to ask me for the leather coat he'd given me for Christmas two months before, so he could give it to his new girlfriend. Bastard!!!

I got even, however. He'd still come by every so often to, um..talk. And I'd leave hickeys all over his neck so she'd see them.

I really really hope you didn't give him the coat back.

Hell, I was dating this woman back in my bookstore days. She was kinda flaky, but she thought i was the hottest thing since sliced bread, and it's hard to resist somebody who finds you irresitible, so we went out a few times and hooked up occasionally, things were sort of back-burnered for a few weeks, but nothing was officially dicsussed. Then one day at work, she passed by me without saying hello. "What's with her I asked my friend Hefty. "She's having some kinda thing with her fiancee.." he answered. "Whaaaa?" Apparently she had gotten engaged in the interim.

Lucky break for me it turns out. A few years later, after pips and I had gotten together, she came into the (different) bookstore, hugely pregnant. "Wow, how'd that happen?" i said. She gave me a look that could cut glass, and we did the usual 'call me sometime' thing.

A few weeks later she called. First she spent about 20 minutes on rather uncomfortably explicit remiscences. Then she asked me if I owned any Black Sabbath records and when I said yes, told me that was 'a way for satan to sneak into my mind while you're not looking.'

I am a freakmagnet.

While we are not together nor single he changed his relationship status on his Myspace page to "single" on Sunday. He also took me off his top 8. Juvenile as it is, it still bites.

Yeah. It's petty. It's shitty. Sorry.


the NYC Carrie and her pals live in bears almost no resemblance to the one me and my circle of friends inhabit

My New York City is more like "Sanford and Son" done with a cast of immigrants from Ireland, Ecuador, Romania and Bangladesh.