The Misadventures of a Serial Dater
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...because it's broken. Fractured. Past the point of repair. Perhaps the foundation was cracked from the start or maybe the effort was one-sided.
Before I continue, I should explain that what you're about to read will not be what is expected of me, blog-wise. You'll want to laugh at the men that can't possibly be real and situations that would never happen in real life (but they are real and they do, oh.. they do). Rest assured that those posts will continue, but this one is quite different.
Anyway, back to break ups. They suck for both parties, but the most important thing to remember is that there is no more relationship. That sentence in itself is very difficult to swallow. You'll want to analyze everything that was said and done but in the end you must know that nothing will change. Why waste time trying to understand or fix something that has already been declared broken?
Some important things to remember:
I'm a firm believer that every couple should have a weekly ritual. One that is includes them and only them. For example, when I was in high school my boyfriend and I had an activity every Sunday. First, we'd start eating breakfast at Perkins (his mom was general manager) and then we'd catch a movie at the dollar theater nearby. This ritual was understood. Every other day of the week was up for grabs and other plans, but Sunday was ours. For some couples, it's watching a certain T.V. show at night (Jeopardy, perhaps). It certainly doesn't have to be drastic or expensive, but it should be done consecutively each week.“Love never dies a natural death. It dies because we don't know how to replenish it's source.”
Life has a funny way of throwing little "games" at us when we're least expecting them. We really have no choice but to play them and to hopefully laugh about it later. Today, I guess my name was pulled from the "haha let's f*ck with someone today" hat. This isn't my favorite game but luckily I've been pretty victorious for the past decade.
This game is usually played when two people, who once dated, meet somewhere unexpectedly. Sometimes this meeting takes place in a bar, or perhaps a mall, or maybe even on the drive home from work. The rules are simple: Whoever looks better and appears to be the happiest wins. Bonus points are awarded if the losing player is having an "off" day. The game is over indefinitely if the winning player is seen with a bf/gf that's more attractive than the losing player. In the event that conversation occurs between the two players, the player who acts the least awkward will be awarded bonus points.
Did I lose you yet?
Anyway, the game today took place on the ride home from work - in traffic, no less. Unfortunately, I'm having one of the worst "off days" I've had in a long, long time. In fact, I'm pretty sure I would scare small children if I were to leave the house without make-up. It's not looking good for player #1. Meanwhile, player #2 pulls up to player #1 in his new truck and looks to be having the opposite of an "off day". At this point, most onlookers would wish the game to be finished. Thankfully, the gods of traffic agreed and we parted ways.
Evaluation of the game concludes that Player #2 is the obvious victor and is awarded bonus points caused by Player #1's fail day. However, no gf/bf was spotted accompanying player #2, so the game may continue at a later date. Although Player #1 didn't come close to winning, she did take active steps to avoid the bonus points that Player #2 would have gained had they conversed. It's important to note that pretending to text to avoid eye-contact is an acceptable form of defense.
If you're forced into this situation, take comfort in the fact that you're not subjected to this game very often AND you may just win. Today, I wasn't so lucky.