I was messing around on Facebook, when a guy I've sorta been going out with comes on. He's been out of town for the past two weeks, so we started talking and I asked of he wanted to get together this weekend. Which he apparently took as an invitation to give me the the "let's be friends" speech via IM.
While I'm at work.
In the newsroom, which is an entire floor with no walls or partitions except for support beams and a few office for the people who're actually important.
So I get to spend the last two hours of my workday trying to pretend that I'm not hurt, that I'm not royally pissed at this guy for breaking up with me via IM (though granted, we've only gone out a handful of times and we hadn't progressed to a labeled relationship), that I'm not fighting back tears because I'm PMSing.(I don't pretend to know why I cry so much more easily then, but there have been enough times that I've wondered why I'm a basket case only to have Aunt Flo visit the next day that I've recognized this pattern.)
Then he calls me after work, because I told him I didn't want to discuss it via IM. And he does apologize, but he phrases the apology so that it's not actually his fault. Instead, he just didn't anticipate how into him I was, apparently. I could barely talk for wanting to scream at him.
This guy still claims to want to be a friend, and I do really like him. I'm not sure if I should try to get him to understand why I was upset, cut ties and call it a loss, or try to forgive him and swallow the feelings of impending doormat-hood.
tl;dr: Boys, grrr.