Anonymous wrote:Many years ago, when I put up with a lot more shit, I dated a guy who'd go out of his way to be a d-ck.
The last time I saw him was on my birthday. He showed up at my place very late, announcing "I'm not apologizing for being late". Okay. Then we went out and he'd stop every few feet, pick some garbage up off the ground and say "I got you this!", or "Here is your birthday present!" He even did it when we were at a restaurant surrounded by my friends, "Look at this amazing present I got her!"
It was so weird, he seemed so angry and like he was trying to make some kind of point about how little he cared about me.
I dumped him by text after that.
Omg that guy sounds deranged. He tried to make you feel bad on your birthday but all he succeeded in was making himself look like a weirdo. You got a great gift PP. Not only did you get to dump him but you also got a great story out of it. You can call him The Trash Man. Or maybe not, since it would be an insult to actual hardworking refuse collectors.
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