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What to Do When Women Break Up With You.
mensnewsdaily.com ^ | 1/10/04 | Bernard Chapin

Posted on 01/10/2004 10:48:04 AM PST by gdogdaily

Even legendary heroes must sometimes have to suffer vicious reversals. Disaster does not only befall people like you and I. It has, without exception, marred the lives of all men. General Grant had his Cold Harbor, General Lee had Gettysburg, Churchill had Gallipoli, but for you and I, in less heroic circumstances, it could well be ruination by some young, luscious vixen who, by design or accident, succeeded in acquiring the key to all of our endorphin receptors.

Maybe you went out with her for a month or maybe you saw her for three years, yet, whatever the duration, your time together was drenched with pheromones, saliva, testosterone, fascination and euphoria. On your end, it was love or, at least, love’s very close approximation.

For once, everything in life really was copasetic. Your thoughts of the future affected you like an IV full of cocaine. It didn’t matter what this particular future happened to be. Your hopes could have been either conventional or wildly unconventional.

If you happen to be a chump like me, then your wishes involved getting married and having children. In you’re like my friend Vivo, an idyllic relationship manifests living together and seeing the world. If you’re like my pal Johnny Q-bacca, a personal utopia includes copulations with all of her friends, cousins, and sisters– along with the muscular presence of electrical cables, photographic collections, and homemade videos.

My point is, regardless of the specifics, occasionally you come across a wonderful girl who makes you see a horizon that looks mighty good indeed. She answers all questions.

Then, in the midst of perfection, she suddenly breaks up with you. You, of course, do not see it coming. It’s as if you’re a character in a Loony Toons episode when an anvil descends from the sky. It leavens both you and the skyscraper of expectations you began to construct.

She came to your final meeting bearing plans for another Pearl Harbor while you came bearing admiration and (hopefully not) flowers and presents. It is her vocal chords, in this case, that will deliver the bombs and, when they come, they will be deceptively encased in a tone of honesty and caring that undoubtedly comes right out of a “When it’s Time for Him to Go” episode of Oprah or Jenny Jones.

You may hear, “I just don’t think this is working” or “I want something different than you” or who knows what else. But what difference does her explanation make? Don’t even bother listening. It doesn’t matter what she says. If something like this comes up in conversation then you’re done anyway. It’s over. Now she’s looking for someone else if she hasn’t found him already.

Exactly this happened to Vivo’s lifting partner. His girl broke up with him suddenly and unexpectedly. When she did it, he made the mistake of listening and believing her glossy explanations, so he held her torch for two months thereafter. He even moronically defended her when Vivo and I told him it was time to move on.

One Sunday he went with Vivo and Vivo’s squeeze, Hazel, to the diner across the street for brunch. It happened to be a location that he often frequented with his ex. On the way in he saw her walking out with a guy. They had obviously only recently woken up and for her it was on the wrong side of the new guy’s bed.

She greeted him, “Hey.” When he looked dumbfounded that she was holding some guy’s hand, she snottily informed him, “I live here too. You know this isn’t just a restaurant for you. Get over it.”

Put yourself in his position but this time just say “no.” Don’t listen to a siren’s song. Let her talk and talk…after you leave. A Grimm Fable will be told to you and, due to your feelings for her, you may believe it. This will make you the only person in the world who does.

When she breaks up with you, there are several options. You could try to talk her out of it but that is the stupidest choice of all. In such a scenario, she could become a serial player with you paying her rent. When she’s caught either through visual or DNA evidence, she’ll rationalize her guilt away with: “I told you I wanted to break up but you wouldn’t let me and that’s why I strayed” [and strayed and strayed]. Don’t argue with her. Let her go. This way the public knows that whatever or whoever she’s doing is not a reflection upon you.

Notice that I said “public” here which is unquestionably a red flag for many readers. You may be thinking “what do I care what other people think?” Okay, you’re right…most of the time. I too don’t usually care about societal perceptions but the public embarrassment of her behavior will eventually erode your confidence and turn you into a two foot tall version of your former self.

You could also react to the break up in other deleterious ways. You could go ballistic, you could yell, you could threaten her, even start balling, you could stalk her or even say that you’re going to kill yourself, but none of these options should be considered or enacted.

First, if you did any of that stuff, it would fulfill the fantasies of every radical feminist who ever walked– in their anxious and toothless Cro-Magnon fashion– on the face of this earth. They’d run around telling women who are normally too bright or attractive to acknowledge them, “See! All men are all beasts! Contribute to NOW.” You can’t have that on your conscience.

Second, none of these outrageous actions yield anything more than temporary benefit. Why go to jail over some girl who doesn’t give a damn about you? Why kill yourself for someone who has already began moving her things into Johnny Q-Bacca’s porn shack before she ends things with you? And what good does stalking accomplish? You think she’ll a slut? Now you’ll get proof. Congratulations. No, to hell and damnation with counter-productive acts.

What I’m saying here is that you should be positive. Now, at this moment, when things cannot be any darker, is when you should have a character moment and defend your honor.

What you do after she breaks up with you goes directly into the annals of history. Do not let sterling opportunities for redemption slip away. When you’re down about something else a decade later, you can always reflect back on what you did after some girl gave you the hammer and say to yourself, with Churchillian authority, “That was my finest hour.” It will be and monuments will be built anew after she’s gone.

The method of response I’m about to share applies to women you love, to those you merely like, or even to those whose hips are the only part with which you genuinely enjoy interacting. The method can deployed either on the phone or in person.

The first thing you should do is stare them in eye. Then drain your body of emotion before speaking. This might be easier than you think because you may be in a state of shock at the terrible news she’s issued. On the phone, voice quality is all that’s needed, but, if you are standing or sitting before them, then you should shrug your shoulders and slouch as if your remote control just discovered six consecutive hours of football.

Whatever you do, don’t let your speech roll. You’re not selling anything in the traditional manner. You don’t want to act like a conman. Be deliberate. This will allow your words to resonate as the truth. Talk softly and choppily, as if each word was a short step up a mountain. Then impart:

Gee, that’s too bad…[Look around a bit here] I really enjoyed sleeping with you…I mean, you know, your body’s awesome…[full smile now]…I’ll be sad to see that [insert her most attractive body part here] go…I know I’ll never forget you. I’ll fantasize about you everyday, especially before I go to sleep at night.

That’s it. The effect will be the same as Bret Favre showing up to play Quarterback in the fourth quarter for the local high school team. With those simple sentences you’ve turned a 49-3 route into a 23-20 overtime loss. She, if you do a good job and walk away like a gentlemen, will be outraged and confused about your relationship for the rest of her days. More importantly, you have permanently restored nobility to your house, and have esteem from which to draw upon in future crises.

Think about it, does anybody make movies or write books about the strength of character a person displays after they win the lottery? Absolutely not. They write and film epics concerning how we act under adverse or horrific conditions. That’s what people care about and remember. Who cares how the way in which a person dances after winning the Indiana superball?

Why does my approach work? Because your soon-to-be ex thought you were in love with her and now, just through a short speech at a dire time, you have de-legitimized every kiss, every card, every present, every phone call, every dinner with her relatives, every night with her friends, and every “I love you” that you ever whispered. You responded to her sneak attack with nuclear tipped missiles and your strike will send her sprawling into chaos.

Every single woman, even the nastiest beast on the planet, secretly harbors the fear that men are only interested in them for sexual satisfaction. Now, you have highlighted their fears with a mighty green marker and make them a reality.

You don’t need to argue with her or say anything else. Your merely mentioning her breasts or butt at a time of assumed bereavement is enough to dismantle all the pride she previously generated by thoughts of giving you the heave ho. This was supposed to be your concession speech and it was, but all you conceded was that her physical attributes will be missed.

You, Gawain, are now a hero.

Think about all the terrible things you eliminate by quoting the recommended passage above. She had the tale pre-configured before your meeting began. You were set to go down in her life as just another sucker who wasn’t good enough.

She’d be gaily cranking out the story concerning your termination at every opportunity for the next several decades. She’d tell the way in which you groveled or had a meltdown to her girlfriends, her parents, her co-workers, her husband’s to be, and maybe even some clown that she paid to entertain her kid at his fifth birthday party. The plot would have been ugly and emotion filled. Let’s use the author as an example:

“Bernard was crushed. He really loved me. He was so upset. I don’t know if he was ever right after it was over. Bernard kept going out searching and searching for my replica. Who knows if he found her? I hear him and Dianabol are slowly drinking themselves to death. When will they get smart and move to the suburbs? What empty lives they lead.”

Now, after the little speech when asked about what happened with the affair, she’ll snap,

“I don’t want to talk about Bernard. Don’t ever bring up his name again.”

Now, you have accomplished something that one hundred scheming, pathologically lying, Marxist professors never could; you have completely rewritten history. Who was once a dope is now an enigma. Congratulations.

Of course, this doesn’t actually lessen your pain because you probably did love her and will be demoralized for a short-time by her departure, but she’s not your friend any more and pride must be preserved at all costs. Cry on your pillow, punch the wall, or scream on the veranda, just make sure you do it after she’s gone.

There is no chapter in this book in which I more strongly urge you, as a reader, to follow my advice. As Hillary would say, “in your heart you know Bern’s right.”

bchapafl@hotmail.com


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KEYWORDS: men; relationships; single; women
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To: LisaMalia
He's the only freeper with "groupies"!
61 posted on 01/10/2004 12:04:37 PM PST by MaryFromMichigan (God mad us Freepers, Prozac made us friends)
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To: LisaMalia
Another Seinfeld fan, I see.

I never saw the show when it was new. I've only seen it in syndication. It's the best show on TV.
62 posted on 01/10/2004 12:04:45 PM PST by Badray
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To: primeval patriot
Marriage must be twice as fun.

I don't know about these guys, but my marriage is great. We will never split up. I told my DH, "The only way your getting out of this marriage is through your own death."

63 posted on 01/10/2004 12:05:59 PM PST by stands2reason ("Dean is God's reward to Mr. Bush for doing the right thing in the war on terror." Dick Morris)
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To: Lazamataz
Prepare yourself in rappeling techniques and learn to operate a helicopter.

Learn how to blend in with local foliage. Practice how to get within 20 yards, undetected.

How's the search going, OJ?

Oh. Sorry, Laz. Thought OJ Simpson had hacked into your account.

64 posted on 01/10/2004 12:07:02 PM PST by woofer
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To: GreatEconomy
OK!!!??? I don't think we want to go there. On second thought some here are probably doing Google searches on Johnny's name to get invited to his house.

That may be, but I can pretty much guarantee that it's not the women here who'll be looking to get an invite to Johnny's house. ;D

65 posted on 01/10/2004 12:08:47 PM PST by NYC GOP Chick (Kaddafi is such a whack job that he never promoted himself past Colonel!)
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To: cyborg; LisaMalia
Is it me is the Heman Woman Hater's Club descending upon FR?

Nope. Not this time.

66 posted on 01/10/2004 12:09:52 PM PST by NYC GOP Chick (Kaddafi is such a whack job that he never promoted himself past Colonel!)
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To: LisaMalia
Your breakup story was a good one. How's this - I was once dumped in a hearse! That was a bad night.
67 posted on 01/10/2004 12:10:18 PM PST by cjshapi
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To: cjshapi
How's this - I was once dumped in a hearse! That was a bad night.

OK, you can't just put that out there and not give details!!!!

68 posted on 01/10/2004 12:12:13 PM PST by LisaMalia (Buckeye Fan since birth!!)
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To: NYC GOP Chick
LOL...they'd know if it ever did, huh?????
69 posted on 01/10/2004 12:13:09 PM PST by LisaMalia (Buckeye Fan since birth!!)
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To: tet68
My dog never says, "What another gun?
Have you been seeing other dogs? What about our relationship? Do you have plans for OUR future?
You never tell me YOUR feelings!" etc.

How many backrubs have you gotten from your dog? How many orgasms? (On second thought, please *don't* tell us the answer that last one!)

70 posted on 01/10/2004 12:13:12 PM PST by NYC GOP Chick (Kaddafi is such a whack job that he never promoted himself past Colonel!)
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To: Tooters
groupies, or groupers? :)
71 posted on 01/10/2004 12:13:57 PM PST by NYC GOP Chick (Kaddafi is such a whack job that he never promoted himself past Colonel!)
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To: LisaMalia
Hell, YEAH! ;)
72 posted on 01/10/2004 12:14:48 PM PST by NYC GOP Chick (Kaddafi is such a whack job that he never promoted himself past Colonel!)
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To: gdogdaily
When one person in a duet decides to exit (either gender), the author's principle is a good one: let them go and don't sit down to take the lashes given in the name of "explanation" but actually contrived to salve the leaver's conscience.

Most women feel a need "to explain." Most of it is hooey after they've found another guy. The couple stopped being a couple before the guy knew it. What's the use of trying to be reasonable and rational at that point? And yet I would not advocate mental cruelty, but rather, just accepting the declaration quickly and going on your way, head held up and looking ahead.
73 posted on 01/10/2004 12:15:32 PM PST by GretchenEE
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To: tortoise
I've used something similar, and it does work rather well.

Maybe I'm screwed up but after High School I never got broken up over any woman. I have this ability to mentally flush them down the toilet when it's over.

That said without my wife I'd probably I'd probably die.

74 posted on 01/10/2004 12:17:54 PM PST by AAABEST
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To: NYC GOP Chick
Talk about a "bad date"..I just read this tidbit in our local paper....lol

Love-making leads to drug charges
A couple's amorous escapade Thursday evening led to a vehicle search by the Ross County Sheriff's Office and the arrest of one of the participants.
Anthony R. Martindale, 20, Greenfield, was arrested for possession of marijuana and drug paraphernalia.
A Ross County deputy noticed a vehicle stopped in the middle of the 2000 block of Maple Grove Road rocking back and forth. He lit his cruiser lights and saw Martindale climb off a 20-year-old woman and both of them pull up their pants.
Martindale claimed the car was out of gas and the two got caught in the moment.
The deputy found marijuana and several pills in the car.

75 posted on 01/10/2004 12:19:56 PM PST by LisaMalia (Buckeye Fan since birth!!)
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To: NYC GOP Chick
My dog,(the worlds smartest blue heeler) gives me more communication, more joy, more pride than one can imagine.
The only reason she keeps me is because she can't run the can opener.
76 posted on 01/10/2004 12:23:53 PM PST by tet68
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To: John Beresford Tipton
....as far as my name on one column and hers on the other

Maybe she was just preparing a score-card for a game of Scrabble! Maybe not.....

77 posted on 01/10/2004 12:25:21 PM PST by expatpat
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To: LisaMalia
He actually was a great guy, but I liked him more than he liked me. I was driving a hearse (long story) because my car had been totaled (on April Fool's day no less). On our way out of our favorite watering hole he got this look on his face like he was constipated. The next words out of his mouth were "We gotta have a talk...".

Knowing this wasn't good I decided to further humiliate myself by inviting him into my vehicle to have the conversation. It's now one of my favorite getting dumped stories but at the time it was just pathetic.
78 posted on 01/10/2004 12:26:50 PM PST by cjshapi (Laz has no cooties today!)
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To: LisaMalia
Hey! I didn't think that I could still pass for 20!   ;)

Just kidding!

79 posted on 01/10/2004 12:28:56 PM PST by NYC GOP Chick (Kaddafi is such a whack job that he never promoted himself past Colonel!)
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To: tet68
Whatever floats yer boat... ;)
80 posted on 01/10/2004 12:29:22 PM PST by NYC GOP Chick (Kaddafi is such a whack job that he never promoted himself past Colonel!)
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