Thirty-Two Years Old, Two-Year Anniversary, Zero Effort
I dated a man who was never responsible for his own actions. And I do mean a man; he was thirty-two at the time of this phone call. I was twenty-one, so I was young enough to think that being the one to step up and take care of him was the right choice for me. As it turned out, it wasn’t.
This conversation was about our two-year anniversary.
Me: “When will you be here on Friday?”
Boyfriend: “For what?”
Me: “To pick me up.”
Boyfriend: “For what?!”
Me: “We’re going to [Restaurant] for dinner? It’s our anniversary.”
Boyfriend: “Oh. I made other plans, sorry.”
He didn’t sound at all sorry.
Me: “Why would you make other plans? We reserved the restaurant a month ago.”
Boyfriend: *Defensively* “Why didn’t you remind me if this is so important to you?”
Me: “I told you last weekend in person, and I told you on the phone on Wednesday.”
Boyfriend: “Okay, well, I don’t remember that at all. Maybe you were talking to someone else.”
Me: “I texted you on Thursday, and you replied to the text saying, ‘Okay, I’ll be there.’”
Boyfriend: “Well, you can’t expect me to remember these things if you don’t write them down. I have a full-time job. Don’t get pissy with me for—”
Me: “It is in your phone calendar and written on the paper calendar in your kitchen.”
There was a pause, and I heard him tapping through his phone. He cursed, and then I heard him walking to the kitchen.
Boyfriend: “Well, I still made other plans.”
Me: “Okay, you go ahead and do whatever you want.”
Boyfriend: “You’re not mad?”
Me: “Oh, no, I’m pissed. But I’m not going to keep putting in all this effort if you’re not going to try.”
Boyfriend: “I am trying! What do you want me to do?”
Me: “I want you to f****** listen when I talk, pay attention when we make plans, and be a f****** adult!”
Boyfriend: “Wow. You know, you are not going to talk to me like that.”
Me: “You’re right; I’m not. Enjoy whatever plans you have. Don’t bother calling me again.”
I hung up.
He tried to call a few days later, leaving voicemails saying things like, “I hope you’ve calmed down by now,” and, “If you’d like to apologize for your behavior, I’m listening.” I never responded to anything, and after a few weeks, he stopped calling.