“Pass the oatmeal”

weird

I asked my boyfriend of two months to pass me the oatmeal in his 300 square foot studio. Bemoaning that my laziness would make him late for work, he called me a c*** while snapping my toothbrush in half, just inches from my face. After his tirade, he lay on the floor sweating and hyperventilating, which is what really made him late.

—Amy

Aftermath: We lasted two years, which was seriously skewed judgment on my part.

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2 Responses to “Pass the oatmeal”

  1. sirfant says on :

    2 YEARS?i know love is blind but really,calling you a c*** should have been your cue to exit.never let anyone disrespect you.

  2. buxina says on :

    He sounds mentally ill.