Ex Contact
So there I was, having a glass of wine and doing the usual Friday wind-down at the Fringe, when in walks an ex-boyfriend.
He wasn’t that important, in the scheme of things. He didn’t cause me great tragedy. I never learned any big lessons from him. He was just…there.
On paper he looked great: Middle class, going to college, part-time job at White Spot, had his own car, that kind of thing. A nice, normal boy a far cry from the drama of my druggie ex or the past-life regressionist ex.
Except that he was boring. He made the same Red Dwarf jokes over and over. His eyes were too close together and he thought going to movies was a waste of money. The clincher was when I was refurbishing a jacket for a costume course and he pronounced the course, the jacket and the materials to be a waste of time and money.
See ya, buddy. Creativity is never a waste of time or money.
And then last night, he’s in my space? Well, it turns out he and his girlfriend live a few blocks from me. He does something involving drafting, mostly from home.
Other than that, it looks like little has changed. He still folds his legs like a stork that has to pee, and waves his hands when he’s talking like he wants to karate-chop but is too feeble. Still talks over people. I wish him well, but hope not to have many more conversations with him.
Some Stuff | Liz June 20, 2009
By gen, June 20, 2009 @ 4:17 pm
You saw Evan?! Where is that picture of the two of you? Did I ever give it to you?
By Liz, June 20, 2009 @ 11:37 pm
You didn’t give it to me. If you find it, you have my permission to burn it!
By Stephanie, June 22, 2009 @ 9:45 am
I’ve only ever run into one ex. It was a super random thing in a parking lot. He was in a hurry, I was in a hurry, so we said hello and that was it. But still, it’s always a weird feeling.
By Duncan, June 22, 2009 @ 10:32 am
I heard a great story about running into an ex. This girl I know was walking into a club a few nights ago and ran into an ex.
They’d gone out back in December so a few months had passed. They used to work at the same restaurant when they broke up so it was tense for everyone.
So this ex, drunk and getting thrown out of the club when my friend was walking in, stops her and starts having a conversation with her. They share some small talk.
He says “You know, there’s one I always regretted about breaking up with you.”
“Oh yeah, what’s that?” she says, thinking he’s going to mention the awkwardness at the restaurant and the post break-up tension that they caused their friends.
“I’m sorry I never did a rape fantasy scenario with you in the sack.” he says. And he’s not even trying to be mean or offensive or a douchebag or anything.
I think you got off easy.
By Liz, June 22, 2009 @ 2:41 pm
Awkward is exactly it, Stephanie.
Duncan, EWW!