Okay kids, I guess I wasn't making my point.... I was hoping to hear your horror stories - or old war stories if you look at it that way.
I'm glad if you've managed to move to a better place relationship-wise, but since I'm not there yet I'm trying in my own way to do just that with this thread.
So hit me with your best (or worst) shot!
Hell, I'll start it for you:
I met an incredible woman when I started working for a company in Arizona. At first, we just chatted, but after a year or so we started going places together; nothing really "dating" about it - we didn't hold hands, we didn't kiss...I didn't want to really ruin things with a girl that I still had to see daily at work. We just had fun being out and about together.
However, things eventually changed. After some serious discussion, we moved the relationship onto a much more serious level and I started thinking long-term about her. Imagine my surprise when, after about 6 months of actual dating, she proposed to ME! After a moment of unabashed shock, I of course accepted and we began planning the happy day.
About 4 months before the wedding - after a good number of deposits were made and the rings were being crafted - this woman came to me and told me (in tears) that she was conflicted; that she still had these unresolved issues with one of her ex-boyfriends (a fella' named Luc) and that she needed to work through them before she felt she'd be ready to get married. I agreed, and we put things on hold (toning down our relationship in the process). I told her up-front that I still wished to chat with her nightly, as I felt truly involved in her life and wished to keep our non-physical intimacy at it's previous level.
Imagine my shock when, two weeks later, I get a phone call from her sister. She was calling me from Las Vegas, where the woman in question had run off with Luc to get married. I was devastated (it really goes without saying, doesn't it? But there, I said it anyway).
The phone call came on a Saturday, and I ran into my (now ex) fiancee on Monday morning. I told her I needed to speak with her (it was strange that she wasn't wearing the wedding band her sister told me about) and we arranged to meet for lunch. When lunch came around, I told her about her sister's call, and her reply to me was basically that she had (with my unwitting help) finally gotten what she was really after.....Luc. The woman completely shrugged off our entire relationship, telling me that it had been a ploy she used to finally get Luc to go through with marrying her - evidently he had proposed several times before but kept backing out.
So there, now you know.
Let's hear your worst! Come on, I DARE YOU!!!!
Last edited by wry1; 08-29-2003 at 03:56 PM..
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