Babs in Blogland

Recently, a reader sent me a link to an article about bad ways to break up with someone.  Some of the examples were funny (i.e., using twitter) and some were just flat out cowardly (i.e., using a blog).  When I think of breaking up with someone I think of ending a serious relationship, I regard that as a serious situation.  One that requires a face-to-face conversation.  A long-term relationship is worth at least that.  But these other situations?

If I’ve been dating someone casually for a few weeks or even a couple of months, it still requires some finality, but not necessarily in person.  A phone call will suffice.  An email is cowardly.  A text message is very degrassi junior high.  I’ve been on both the giving and receiving end of these situations.  I respect a man that picks up the phone and tells me he’s just not that into me.  Sure it might bruise my ego, but at least he was man enough to tell me.  I can’t respect the man that chooses the other two routes.

Some people skip over the aforementioned break-up methods and go straight for the chicken run.  They disappear off the face of the fuggin earth.  Don’t get me wrong, I certainly did that to the guy that likes pizza that comes from a hut.  But we had maybe three phone conversations and went out once (and went dutch).  I don’t owe him anything.  But if you have been dating someone for a while or have really vested your time in getting to know someone, abracadabras just won’t work.  It’s rude and it’s hurtful and it says, “I don’t give a sh!t about you. You aren’t worth my time.”

I caution you, gentle readers, to think about your break-up methods the next time you are tasked with ending a relationship.  Why?  Because karma is a muthersucker and the next one might just do the same to you.