Tell us your best worst breakup story. 

I suppose the *worst* story was the time I was dumped on my birthday in a Red Lobster. How undignified. Cheddar Bay Biscuits never tasted the same afterwards.

I don’t really have many interesting stories to tell. I do have several amusing disastrous Internet dating stories

The most pathetic and sad little story was in 9th grade. I had a huge crush on Jimmy Merisko. He came up to me at the school dance -Madonna’s “Crazy for You” was playing. I was so excited as he took my hand and said “Would you like to dance with me?” I probably just nodded. And he said “That’s too bad because I don’t want to dance with you.” And walked away.

Ouch. To his credit, several years later he did apologize. I think he wanted me to help him with his homework.

And I have to give a big shout out to my long-time friend Tami who ended her evening early to call her mom to take us both home and comforted me all evening. Because 9th grade? Yeah, that was pretty rough. Not a break up but definitely the worst moment of rejection and one I still think about if I hear that song. Now I shake my head, but boy 9th grade Susie was absolutely crushed.

I made out better in the long run because obviously – Ledcat! – but also I’m still friends with Tami.



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