The Fine Print
February 23rd, 2010Sometimes being right sucks. And this is officially one of those times.
Okay, so my first question is a no-brainer: “I hope you don’t think this is a wussy way to handle this…” God, I feel like such a chick when I say this, but are you kidding me, Pal? If it wasn’t a completely wussy way of handling things, would you have even thrown in that disclaimer? One of the hidden things I dig about being a grown man is knowing when, where and how badly another dude is full of shit. This dude may be honest, but he’s also full of shit.
My second question is actually an answer: I don’t know. I don’t know why he didn’t pick you. I don’t know why “they never” pick you. I don’t even think that’s the case, but you certainly do and that’s all that matters.
What I will say is the same thing I always say to you: DO NOT CHANGE. Not only shouldn’t you change, but at this point you can’t afford to change; you have defined yourself by your own cool combination of vulnerability and sex appeal. You are who you are. You cannot be anyone else – but we both know that you know this.
As far as his text message presentation goes, I have to tip my cap to this wordsmith. As lame as I think it is to “break up” with someone via text message, I’m beginning to realize that I’m in the minority on this subject. I hate texting, but I find myself texting back to people A LOT, so in turn I’m texting by default. Having made this disclaimer, I still say the whole texting thing is total and complete bullshit. What a pussy. What a load of crap. Plus, he called you a “gal.” My dad used to refer to women as “gals.” He described you as a “great person.” Gee, thanks. The Dalai Lama is a “great person.” No normal person ever aspires to be a great person; all we aspire to is a little love, or something close to it. He stated his desire to “be honest with you.” Good for him. Very noble. It might have been just a tad nobler if he hadn’t pushed your buttons and yanked your chain along the way, but hey, sacrifices must be made, Mister!
Then again, I’m probably not one to talk. The last time I broke up with a woman, I did it by disappearing.
