This is a text exchange with my ex-boyfriend. I had recently left the apartment to get some small chores done while he hung out and gamed with his friends.
Boyfriend: “Seriously, [My Name], WTF?!”
Me: “Context? You’re going to have to narrow it down.”
Boyfriend: “Why did you leave one of your tampons on the counter in the bathroom? I have friends over, and they could have come in to see this.”
Me: “I didn’t.”
Boyfriend: “I’m looking right at it right now!”
Me: “[Boyfriend], I don’t use tampons. I use sanitary pads.”
Boyfriend: “I didn’t ask what you used. I asked why you left a tampon on the counter!”
Me: “Again, I didn’t.”
Boyfriend: “EXPLAIN WHY YOU ARE LYING TO ME WHEN I’M LOOKING RIGHT AT IT!”
He then sent me a photo. I took the time to sigh deep enough to nearly throw out my back and double-facepalm.
Me: “That’s called a toilet paper holder, [Boyfriend]. You hang toilet paper rolls on the round, plastic, spinny thing. One of your idiot friends used up the last of the toilet paper and didn’t replace it when they left the bathroom.”
There was a long silence.
Boyfriend: “Well, you still need to not leave your s*** on the counter.”
So, no apology for freaking out, no admitting he was wrong, just doubling down on blaming me for his ignorance. Is it any wonder why he’s now my EX-boyfriend?
