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Your job is relocating you...and you're not taking your SO with you...

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No, no, no. You're going about this the wrong way.

Day 1: hey, did you ever hear of this cool new religion (make up name)?
Day 2: do you like my cool new outfit? I want you to dress this way, too.
Day 3: I just sent all my money to - oops, I can't tell you their name. What was your bank account number again? I'll have a neat surprise for you in the next new millenium.
Day 4: I found out about this cool new way to have sex. Here, you take the applesauce, macaroni and sardines, and let me open this tube of crazy glue. . .
Day 5: they're cockroaches, dear. all living creatures are equal in god's eyes.
Day 6: I got rid of all of our material goods. We won't be needing them anyway.
Day 7: Honey, do we have any kool-aid?

That ought to take care of the relationship.
 
this happened to a lesbian couple i know.
the one girl sat the other one down and said "im moving to toronto, i don't want you to come with me."
 
Something along the lines of:

"(SO's name here) you know that our relationship has been rocky lately. We've tried to work things out, but we've just grown apart. We are just too different and frankly, I'm not happy anymore. I want to be happy again.

My job has offered me a choice, move to (insert new location of job) OR.... loose my job. Which you know I need. At this point, I can't say no to them. We've had our good and bad times, but it's time for it to come to an end. I'm sorry, it wasn't either of our faults. We were just dealt a bad hand and it's time for me to cash out with what little I have left.

Sorry......... now get your hoe ass our of my house, BIOTCH!"

You can leave that last line out if you like...

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Originally posted by: MichaelD
This is theoretical, of course.

Your job is moving. You need your job. You are moving with your job...far away from "here."

You are involved with someone...both people know the relationship is stagnant and won't be going anywhere. But possibly one person may be holding out against hope that things WILL progress.

You have no intentions of taking said SO w/you when you leave.

How do you relay said news to said SO? 😕

ps
The following lines are unacceptable.
1. Biotch! Yo'ass be dumpified!
2. It's been real and it's been fun but not really real fun. Later.
3. You're just not what I'm looking for...you're too psychotic.

The your SO the truth. The distance will make you two do something about your relationship, either you two will decide that you need to be together or one of you will meet someone new.

 

tell her you're getting back together with the mother of your kid. i guarantee your gf will be gone before you can relocate. 😀

 
Originally posted by: MichaelD
Originally posted by: Viper GTS Pack your sh!t & disappear in the middle of the night. Oh, and take all her tampons as a parting gesture. Viper GTS
:music: There must be, 50 ways to leave your lover.... :music: 😀

Hehe, that song on your mind today? 🙂
 
Originally posted by: huey1124
tell her you're getting back together with the mother of your kid. i guarantee your gf will be gone before you can relocate. 😀

I would wear Fausto's Assless Chaps, put on a blond wig and makeup, and go with LordJezo to his favorite homosexual nightspot before I would EVER think about being NICE to my son's mother, let alone get back together with her. *retch, heave and puke*

She is the epitome of white trash. The poster girl of the Fleetwood Double-Wide Trailer Company. A woman so evil that Satan himself filed for divorce b/c he couldn't take it anymore...I met her the day after, unfortunately.
 
Originally posted by: blackdogdeek
"honey, i have a business trip in [city] so i'll be gone for about the rest of my career and i have to bring all my sh!t with me ok? don't wait up."

Yeah...Thats good i like that one.. do that...
 
I tell 'ya; some honestly great replies here...and some really funny ones that I'm almost tempted to use. 😉 Heh. As usual, the AT Community comes to the rescue...my own personal help forum...how wonderful. 🙂
 
You say "baby this is the luckiest day of your life.You're about to lose about 200 pounds of ugly fat...me"
 
Originally posted by: MichaelD
Originally posted by: huey1124
tell her you're getting back together with the mother of your kid. i guarantee your gf will be gone before you can relocate. 😀

I would wear Fausto's Assless Chaps, put on a blond wig and makeup, and go with LordJezo to his favorite homosexual nightspot before I would EVER think about being NICE to my son's mother, let alone get back together with her. *retch, heave and puke*

She is the epitome of white trash. The poster girl of the Fleetwood Double-Wide Trailer Company. A woman so evil that Satan himself filed for divorce b/c he couldn't take it anymore...I met her the day after, unfortunately.



You really need to quit being so uptight and reticent. Expressing your true feelings will set you free. Now, tell us how you really feel!
😛
 
Originally posted by: Geekbabe
You say "baby this is the luckiest day of your life.You're about to lose about 200 pounds of ugly fat...me"

*scratches chin* Hmm....that's brilliant! Using a self-depreciating comment to ease the burden of breaking unpleasant news! That's great. See Jean, there IS a reason I keep you around. Thanks!
 
Originally posted by: MichaelD
Originally posted by: Geekbabe
You say "baby this is the luckiest day of your life.You're about to lose about 200 pounds of ugly fat...me"

*scratches chin* Hmm....that's brilliant! Using a self-depreciating comment to ease the burden of breaking unpleasant news! That's great. See Jean, there IS a reason I keep you around. Thanks!

Lol,you "keep me around" because in spite of our verbal sparring you know that for some strange reason I do give a shiat about you Michael.
 
*sniffle* You care...you REALLY CARE! *more sniffle*

Yeah...I like you too. Enough of this warm fuzzy crap. Let's argue about something...
 
Step aside everyone! Sensitive love letters are my specialty. 'Dear Baby, Welcome to Dumpsville. Population: you. - Homer Simpson
 
"Honey, I've fallen in love with the 13 yr old down the street and he and I are going to vegas to get married."

that should do the trick...
 
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