Postcard to Nathan
CBMUSED at 3:30 pm Category: Postcards to the PastTags: cbmused, ex-boyfriend, postcards
Dear Cléa
Hi, thought you would like the card I picked up in LA. I have been here 1 ½ days and I have been to Knotts Berry Farm Amusement Park, Hollywood/Beverly Hills and then the Spruce Goose and the Queen Mary Ship at long Beach.
Fiji was nice. I have discovered a place to have long hours in the sun by day and long hours doing nothing at night. It’s a good break.
Things are good but guess who I’m thinking about.
See you soon.
Love
Nathan
xxx
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Nathan
I don’t need to guess, I know who you’re thinking about: yourself. The post mark on the card is the day after my birthday and obviously you couldn’t remember. Some boyfriend you were at the time, all show, big ego, small dick.
But as ‘friends’ we somehow made it work. You told me that I taught you a thing or two, even thanked me once. That was big of you. But you showed your true colours in the end.
I was always the better person. I went to your engagement party. Everyone said she was a bitch but you refused to see it. She embarrassed you at your wedding in front of everyone and when you both left on your wedding night, did you know what happened? Your best friend told me that I should have been the one. I cringed. Your brothers echoed, “Ha! We’ll see how long it will last.” And it lasted 3 months before you used your big brain instead of your teeny weeny one and saw her for she was.
I totally let go of any feelings the minute you left on your honeymoon. And I was there for you when you separated and were starting a new life. But why couldn’t you be happy for me, and why were you so rude and didn’t even give me a courtesy call to cancel? So don’t be surprised I ignored you when I saw you in the street.
I know who you were thinking about then, yourself. Just as you do now.
Good luck to you
Cléa
PS For the record, I never loved you.
May 16th, 2008 at 5:15 pm
Ouch. Spiteful Cléa makes me wince even though it’s not directed at me. But how right you are. You’re too good for that selfish small prick and definitely deserve better in your life.
Though what fascinates me is the fact it’s unusual to know you kept this card after so long. One would think that you’d have tossed that part of your life into the past, much less into the trash can. Maybe some lessons are best kept close to your heart? Never to be repeated for as long as you shall live.
May 16th, 2008 at 7:04 pm
That was telling him!
May 16th, 2008 at 8:55 pm
Edrei: I’m not really that spiteful, just didn’t see him for the person he was and probably still is. I have forgiven him many things but not the courtesy call.
As for the card, as I stated in the introduction to the series, I collected postcards, and I would not have considered throwing it out out of anger. The only lesson here was that just because you give, it doesn’t mean some people will give back. In any case, he got what was he deserved and I came out of it unscathed.
Gorilla B: I truthfully admit that it felt rather good to write this post, even though everything happened a long time ago. But not running into him, that was more recent and worthy of the shrug.
May 16th, 2008 at 10:24 pm
Wow. Tiny penis, big ego, and poor manners - he sounds like a real gem. I like the angry/tough side the crept in too - I’m still on your “good side,” right?
May 17th, 2008 at 4:59 am
Anyone who finds California that interesting is probably a meaningless and trite person. Anyone who would forget your birthday is sick and wrong. Not that I am great at birthdays, but, you know…he’s a dick.
And not a big one.
Also:
In my informal surveys, I have noted a real correlation with women reporting a guy is a selfish and egotistical person, and the guy being inadequately endowed. Understand that correlation is not causation, but it is interesting. Either the women want to dig up an insult that really cuts, or men with winky dinkies are generally brash and useless.
May 17th, 2008 at 9:07 am
GSR: What can I say… he had one thing going for him, his looks. But not enough.
Of course you are on my good side, GSR. I’m holding something of yours, tight… er… that just sounds wrong.
Casey: Two good points you make, about California and birthdays.
Interesting observation. As for the size matters remark and him being a prick, I never insulted him with it, though he fancied himself as being good in bed, which he wasn’t, and that was due to being selfish and not his size or lack thereof. But I get to tell the whole blogosphere now, or at least my handful of readers! It feels good, but it also feels somewhat wrong.
May 17th, 2008 at 10:52 am
This is the best postcard I’ve ever read (ie the one you wrote). Huzzah to you!
May 17th, 2008 at 1:51 pm
Not to edit you - but I think you mean you have a tight grip - but it is hard to fully grasp because of it’s enormity. We are talking about the same thing, right?
May 17th, 2008 at 4:47 pm
I think you popped his huge ego with a small pin prick. Now I go to bed, its so late I have no choice but to wake up before I go to bed and then head to the work place, I sure hope I remember where that place is and what my special purpose is for… Peace JW
May 17th, 2008 at 5:50 pm
Felix for Zosia: Thank you! And you know, the more I read my part of it, I feel good somehow.
GSR: Not to edit me?? You just did! Of course, I have a tight grip, one that is so hard to grasp due to the enormity. And it’s yours, of course. That big Martini glass with the drink I made you, well you just can’t bring yourself to drink it, can you? Yes, we are talking about the same thing, right?
Methinks you want a spot in the Martini Lounge.
JW: That’s true, though I should have popped it back then instead of now. Still feels good nonetheless.
I hope they’re paying you well for all that work, JW. Take care.
May 17th, 2008 at 11:46 pm
Yeah, at least among your readers, you fucked him over.
At least with this fucking, unlike all other fucking between you two, you get to feel something.
That was a tiny dick joke, Ms. Cléa. You are welcome.
May 18th, 2008 at 10:34 am
Casey: Gold. Pure gold. I have no come back. You are the master of the tiny dick joke.
May 19th, 2008 at 10:53 am
Well, the Cléa men are nothing if not well travelled.
May 19th, 2008 at 12:28 pm
gboy: I could sooo make a cryptic comment, but I better not
This one certainly did his fair share of travel. A charmer with very little beneath the surface. Yes, I said ‘little’.