Call it the most professional (or sleazy) breakup of all time. My buddy’s buddy had that “talk” with his girlfriend.
“I really like you, but we’re better off as friends,” she said.
He walked away with his head down and spirits low. But instead drinking a bottle of Jack to wash away the pain of another lost Jane, what did he do…?
He mailed her an itemized bill for the duration of their relationship.
This Kevin guy is officially the Comcast of boyfriends. A horrible entity.
That being said, you have to respect him for not going the psycho route: Calling the ex-girlfriend 5,000 times and begging her for one more chance–like I used to do.