My best breakup was with my second serious girlfriend. I was in my second year of college, still living at home, while she finished high school. I felt pretty serious towards her, and her me, but she was apparently getting frustrated with the amount of time I spent studying.
So she confesses this to me during a long midweek phone call. She insists that we can still be friends, but she has met someone else, and finally decided, apparently, to break up with me over this one long phone call.
The killer line, and the one I have remembered ever since, was "...but you can still see me on weekends!"
So she was ending our relationship, but she would still see me when her schedule was freed up. I respectfully declined.
Mike
