what i shouldadid

yes, i know. it's "what i should have done." but I like shouldadid better. it's something we used to say as kids.

so one of my friends, who knows how much i love a good glass of wine and who loves to tease me, put this thing on facebook today and dedicated it to me. it was a picture of a wine bottle with the label reading:

"Do not let this wine bottle serve as an inspiration to call your ex in a pathetic attempt to get back together. Some very fine grapes have died in the making of this wine. Show some respect."

ah. funny, funny. and good advice. from a wine bottle. and a friend.

not that i ever called him. i have this talking on the phone hatred, almost phobia. so i never called him. but i sure did email him. and email him. and email him.

and not always under the influence of wine. i can't really blame it all on the wine talking. i might have been crazy for a time though.

it's just that i sincerely thought at the time that he had a human heart. and i also thought that if i could just find the "right" thing to say, he'd get it, that he was throwing something and someone valuable away. i tried logic. i tried illogical, irrational arguments. i tried empathy. i tried appealing to his sympathy. even other people tried appealing to him. i tried anger. i tried love. i tried it all. but, as it turns out, i was just stupid with love. he had no heart. much as i wanted to believe that he did.

so long story short, let me and this wine bottle serve as a cautionary tale to you if you are ever in such a situation- if someone tells you they are through with you- let them walk. show some respect for the grape. and show some respect for yourself. while you still have some.

really, it's what i shouldadid.