On our second date, we had just ordered our drinks. She took this time to tell me that she and her kids thought I would make a great step dad.
–Doug
Aftermath: It was over before the waitress took our meal order.
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We were together for eight years. On our second wedding anniversary, he told me he was moving out and wanted a divorce. Then he asked if we could still date afterward.
—Amanda
Aftermath: The last time I voluntarily saw him was when we signed the divorce papers. Single life is hard for me, but it’s better than being married to him.
She cried, “If I can’t have you when you’re sober, then you can’t have me when you’re drunk!” The next day, she promised never to cross the bounds of our friendship again. Needless to say, she did but I wasn’t having it and moved on.
–Allen
Aftermath: She’s back with the guy she broke up with me for, hopefully happy. I’m so happy with my new girl, who is everything I could ever want sober or otherwise.
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Not only did he have a man purse (aka a ‘murse’), which I could have dealt with, but he also exclaimed he could foot the dinner bill because “this place is cheap.” And then as we parted, he pulled a jar of chunky peanut butter out of his murse, gave it to me, and told me, “It reminded me of you.”
—Missi
Aftermath: I tossed the peanut butter and never saw him or his murse again.
It was over when I came home and found a Ziploc bag filled with poo left on my kitchen counter next to a note “Had a great time—you rocked my night! xxx” with her phone number. She had broken the toilet and I guess was too mortified to leave her business in the bowl, so she scooped it out, bagged it and forgot it on the counter.
—Bill
Aftermath: I never heard from her again, but her roommate told me she was devastated. We really did have great chemistry, but in the end…
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