Another of my college boyfriends was a straight-up nice guy. Like nice to a fault nice…I eventually walked all over him and broke up with him via phone while across the country on a summer internship. In retrospect, this was not the nicest thing to do, but I was 21 and could be kind of a bitch. And honestly, it was CONFUSING dating someone who doted on me after being used to guys who, you know, had no interest in sleeping with me!

When I returned to school for the start of senior year, he came to my door, distraught. I believe my exact thought was “seriously?” He told me his parents were getting a divorce and so he needed us to get back together. While I’m very sorry for his family troubles, I had no clue what that had to do with us getting back together and told him that. Told you I could be kind of a bitch.

Near the end of senior year, we met up for drinks and a long-overdue catch-up…which of course led to us making out…which of course almost led to us back in his room, until I asked if he’d slept with anyone since we’d broken up. He admitted that he had – with one of my roommate Ruby’s good friends! I put the brakes on immediately and got completely pissed (not that I had any right to be).

Have barely run into him post-graduation, but will be seeing both him and Ruby’s friend at Ruby’s wedding next month. Dear readers, you will of course get the updates then…