Sunday, November 29, 2015

George and Robyn: The Break-up



When we last saw the couple, George and Robyn were headed south - and not in a sexual way. Let's take a look at their ultimate eruption - and not in a sexual way.

Robyn sits with friends at Has Beans Cafe, wherein she and George had met and wherein she occasionally arouses the crowd with poetic erotica. [Remember that George had warned her against reciting her Easter erotica. Not smart. Nor was the callous remark about people struggling with mental illness.] Primed to cut ties now, Robyn becomes increasingly irritated that George hasn't yet arrived. It's after 9pm, and George is usually there by 8:30pm.

Meanwhile, lightening shatters the clouded skies, and thunderous blasts sporadically vie for attention. Robyn decides to check her phone. Maybe he was delayed by the weather. A call from George came in, and Robyn steps outside to listen to his message.

He's frazzled. "I'm not sure where you are right now, but I'm afraid to go out there tonight. I might get struck by lightening. I'll talk to you later."

Robyn calls George. "I'm upset! I didn't feel like coming here in the rain either, but we'd agreed to meet and I wanted to see you. You didn't want to see me? You're not willing to drive a few miles in the rain?..." Her voice gets louder and louder. She repeats herself relentlessly. It seems George doesn't feel he did anything wrong.

"You're not even apologizing!" Robyn shouts.

An outraged George argues: "Okay! I'm sorry! I'm sorry that you attacked me! Can we just get passed this?"

"You're sorry that I attacked you?!" Robyn ends the call. Upset, she drives home.

George calls the next day. They fight again. And again. He doesn't do the breaking-up, so she does, in a very nice way, after saying some not-so-nice things that we won't repeat here for the sake of Robyn's already iffy reputation.  Depleted, she tells him, "I loved you and I'll miss you, and good luck to you."

George doesn't respond. Robyn gives him a moment. Silence. She hangs up.

The next day, Robyn texts George: "I remember you have my spare apt key. Please tell me how I can get that back. Thank you." They arrange for George to drop-by after work that day.

He arrives and quietly, calmly gives Robyn back her key. Standing under her door-frame, George looks at Robyn endearingly but says nothing. "Can I give you a hug?" she asks.

"Of course." They embrace.

George leaves. It's the end of George and Robyn. She's over him a week or so later. But it's a bit difficult these days, because Robyn and George were together last holiday season. But Robyn's tough, and she'll be fine, and she knows that it's much better to be single than to be with the wrong person. And she loves her blog-friends and wishes you all a good, safe week.



55 comments:

  1. You gave him a parting hug. That was a lovely thing to do, Robyn. I forgive you, on his behalf, for the not-very-nice things you said.

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    1. Thank you, GB. For the record, the not-very-nice things were true. Smiles.

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  2. I'm sorry you went through all of that. I agree that it's better to be single than be with the wrong person, and anybody who says he is sorry for you attacking him is definitely the wrong person. Thank you for sharing your story.

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    1. Thank you, JKIR. I appreciate your words. Definitely the wrong person, yes.

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  3. That's way more civil than I was expecting. You have a very healthy attitude about the whole thing. The "I'm sorry you're mad" thing is always infuriating. I agree with the above, thank you for sharing this personal tale.

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    1. It is infuriating. I hate it when adults fail to take responsibility for themselves. It's so childish. Thanks, PVP.

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  4. You deserve someone who can appreciate a person as kind, loving, giving, wonderful, and unique as you. George was not that guy. Plus, he was afraid of lightening. Not a keeper. Happy (almost) Hanukkah!

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  5. Not sure what to make about his lack of reaction or anything really. Odd.He's lucky you didn't go ballistic on him.

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    1. I probably refrained from going more ballistic because he couldn't handle any degree of my emotions. Yeah, the silence thing was annoying too. Thanks, Alex.

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  6. Sounds to me like you did the right thing...and very graciously at that. Somewhere out there is a 'real' man who knows a good thing when he sees it.

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  7. Oh, I am so sorry to hear of this. Hang in there, my friend!

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  8. I'm glad you were over George within a week. No sense dragging these things out.

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  9. Way to try to spin the blame on you with the apology, pfffft, good you sent him packing. Way better to be single than with the wrong person indeed.

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    1. Yes to all of it, especially the pffffffffft. Thanks, Pat Hatt.

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  10. aw...big hug for you. You went out classy and you realize you are strong enough to be yourself and "not settle". There's someone worthy out there - it's all in the timing. And yes, you have friends here for you. Take care and have a good week

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  11. Heartfelt hugs and oceans of caring. For you. Not for Mr sorry you attacked me. (He might be, I am not.)

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  12. I still say he's a coward. Whatever you said....good for you! You may think it was not your best time but you are human and you have earned to say whatever you said. I'm glad you were the one who broke up with him. One day you will meet the right person and it will happen when you least expect it. I thought that was a hill of beans until it happened to me. It's worse when one feels lonely when your so-called partner is right beside you. I know too many people in that situation

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    1. I know too many people in that situation too, Birgit. Being single is SO MUCH better than any alternative I've ever met or dated. Thank you, girlfriend.

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  13. It sounds to me like you ended things much more nicely with him than I would have been inclined to do. He's sorry that you attacked him?--good grief. He was definitely not the right guy.

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  14. I don't know which part of that was more smh-inducing. I never let a little storm keep me from seeing my chick- maybe a relative, but not someone I WANTED to be with. The scary thing- he thought THAT was an attack. I wonder if, when you gave him that hug, how fast he would have run if you whispered, "I got your attack right here..."

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    1. Yeah, a knee right in the jimmies.

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    2. Sometimes I have no words through my laughter. Like right now, except this: I love you guys.

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  15. Now you don't need to buy him a new Gortex coat for Festivus.

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  16. Even though I knew this was coming, I was still sad. Breakups are never easy and they do need to be mourned. But what a wuss...not wanting to get hit by lightning? *eyeroll*

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  17. Sounds a bit like my Thanksgiving except when George didn't want to be a good boyfriend, I went to bed and stayed there as long as possible.

    Love,
    Janie

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  18. I'm so sorry you went through all this. Breakups are never easy.

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  19. I think that was nice he dropped the key off in person and you were able to have a proper face to face farewell hug. Here's hoping the next chap is into Erotica, Pina Coladas and getting caught in the rain ;)

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    1. And making love at midnight in the dunes of a cave. Actually, I'm not that bold. But I'll settle for him not being into health-food.

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  20. O_O Wow seriously?! I think you made the right decision.

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  21. I'm so sorry it hurts. And I'm also sorry George is an asshole. YOU, on the other hand, are a marvel. Sending you a gigantic hug.

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    1. Thank you, darling man. I appreciate it. Kisses back to you.

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  22. Thank you, my sweet blog buds. I'm delayed in making rounds, but I'll pay visits asap.
    Keep a smile, and so do I.
    Virtual hugs backatcha.

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  23. Cutting ties? What did George's ties ever do to you?

    On a serious (yeah, really) note, George is the big loser here. You're a peach (and I like peaches, so that's a good thing).

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  24. Okay, just thought of something else (good grief, I'm annoying)....
    "I might get struck by lightning"?????
    I have NEVER heard that excuse.

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    1. Haha. I know. Thank you, Al. Really? What a woos. Or is it wuss? Or other words I won't write here.
      If I'm a peach, you're a...pear. And what a pair we are. And I don't mean anything inappropriate by that, unless whipped cream is added, which won't happen, because Mrs. Al Penwasser is a lucky lady.

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  25. You were over him in a week? That's amazing! It always took me about 6 months to stop moping around.
    I'm with Al on the struck by lightening thing. That speaks to a lot of underlying issues no one should have to deal with. I think George still needs to be with his mom and teddy bear at home.

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  26. People are way to much trouble, especially in relationships. I am glad you are over it now. I am glad he cannot compete with me.

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  27. I agree, it is better to be single than with the wrong person. :)

    Happy Holidays to you, my friend. :)

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  28. Geez, he's an emotional iceberg. Being with the wrong person just to be with someone is so damaging on many levels.

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    1. Exactly, TBM. That's a main point I intend to convey through Woman on the Verge of Paradise. Thank you.

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  29. I think maybe things work out precisely how they're meant to... What I'm saying is that maybe you were having second thoughts about the break-up while you sat at the place you met. Maybe if he'd arrived and been sweet it would've all gone on longer (not better really, but longer). Maybe nostalgia would've kicked in and caused you to choose someone you really knew in your gut wasn't good for you. Maybe.

    So, this guy shows you who he is Big-Time. He doesn't show up and leaves you a voice mail crying about driving in the rain. He doesn't even keep calling to make sure you got the message. Then when you call him back, he takes an alternately offensive and defensive position culminating with his apologizing for you attacking him. Can we say Passive Aggressive?

    And that was a blessing. Probably didn't feel that way at the time. But, the rational part of you was just handed the equivalent of a chocolate cake. It said, "See, look at who this guy IS. You don't want THIS." Had he been sweet or nice... well, it wouldn't have been so obvious. Sometimes we need obvious.

    I used to think we all find someone eventually. Now I don't know. Maybe we do and maybe we don't. If we're lucky, we find ourselves and that's enough.

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    1. You're very wise, Robin. I really appreciate this high-quality comment. I've re-read and will again re-read it. You give me a lot of gems. Thank you.

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  30. oh dear a sad tale of woe indeed :(

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  31. As a George myself, I have some pull with the World George Counsel. We used up most of our demerits on the most recent Bush administration but there might still be one or two left over for the perpetrator of your unhappy evening. Say the word and I'll call them. --love, Geo.

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    1. Aw, thanks, Geo. I hope you are the President of Georges. That would help restore my faith. Love back to you.

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  32. Oh boy. I'm so sorry you had to go through that, Robyn. He sounds like a coward and a bit of a jerk. I'm glad you broke up with him, and not the other way around. You deserve a million times better. I would not have handled him being silent very well. You handled yourself very well.

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  33. No eating on the sofa? George had too many rules, and way too much mesagosh! Did I spell that correctly? Between the aversion to lightening, and feeling attacked whenever things weren't full of sweetness and soft whispers, he's lucky that you didn't end his career as a hand model! Sorry you had to go through all of that Robyn. I'm proud of you for handling it so graciously.

    Julie

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    1. I love your chutzpah and support, Julie. Thank you. I'm not sure how to spell Meshegosh either. It doesn't matter. It's the kavanah that counts.
      Thank you.

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  34. For the sake of argument, does he have a metal plate in his head. They can serve as a lightening rod, you know. Being alone isn't always fun, but neither is always being part of a couple. I am glad you are doing fine with the break-up.

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