“When I was 18, I was waiting in line at a McDonald’s with my arm around my boyfriend of around 6–8 months. He had his arm slung around my shoulder and we were being huggy-kissy with each other. We were obviously a couple. All of a sudden, I hear this high-pitched ‘OMG’ kind of an exclamation, so my boyfriend and I both turned around to see what all the commotion was about. This girl came barreling through the line, and she literally jumped into my boyfriend’s arms, wrapping her arms and legs completely around him and full-on kissing him like they were in bed or something. He returned the enthusiasm ten-fold, twirling her around in circles while they continued to suck face. Everybody was stunned and we all just stood there staring, most of all me! I mean, this was my boyfriend that I was in love with and had a great relationship with. I was just dumbfounded, and I said, ‘Well who do we have here?’
And they both completely ignored me. She jumps down, grabs his arm, and they go skipping out the door together got into a car, and sped away, leaving me standing there in a daze. Once he spied her running toward him, he never even looked at me again. I mean he practically floated out of the place and got into her car without ever looking at or saying a single word to me at all. Worst of all, he left with the girl, leaving me stranded there with my things locked up inside his locked car. I was horrified, embarrassed, and humiliated beyond belief. I couldn’t believe what had just happened. So I gathered what little pride I had left and managed to hold my composure until I reached the door then I burst into tears. I didn’t know what to do. This was in the early 80s, long before the days of cell phones. So I went to his car and peered through the window at my purse and other various things, still bawling and wondering what on Earth to do.
While I was propped against the side of his car (he had a beautiful bright orange souped-up Chevy Nova), these two guys I recognized from school (more humiliation) asked if that was my EX-boyfriend’s car (emphasis on ‘EX’, bless his heart) When I nodded, one of them said, ‘Okay, hang on,’ and to my amazement, he walked over to his car, came back with a tire iron, and before I could even register what I was seeing, he raised it and crashed the tire iron through the window.
I was standing there in shock, then I started to laugh. I couldn’t stop, so he started laughing, then people I hadn’t even noticed were standing around watching the show all began to laugh. After that, things didn’t seem so horrible anymore. So, I got my things out of the car and he offered me a ride home, which I accepted. We actually went out a time or two after that but decided we were much better as friends. So we’ve been friends ever since. We even worked together for around 10 years.
I never saw or heard from my EX-boyfriend again after that day. I heard later that the girl was his long-lost first love that had moved away with her family a couple of years earlier, and he was still carrying a torch for her. So it’s no wonder he forgot I existed. But it was a very humiliating day at McDonald’s for me.”
