Thanks to Facebook. It has put me in touch with friends from elementary school, high school and college, including the boys who took me to school dances and asked me out on dates. Today I’m even in contact with the man who dated my sister. Why? Beats me! Initially when I saw the friend request the only mutual friend is my sister. So I figured that there’s no harm and accepted the request.
Man: “How are you this evening?”
Me: “It’s the morning for me. I’m in Taiwan.”
Man: “I’d wish I had the chance to meet you when you’re in upstate NY. Your sister said it was a great time.”
Me: “Yes for one week it was fun.”
Man: “I think Saratoga Springs is the best place on earth.”
Me: “No way. What are you smokin’ tonight? C’mon you can’t be serious. I will be bored to death if I’ve stayed longer.”
Man: “Your sister and I dated. She told me that you’re coming to visit.”
Me: “Is that right? That’s news to me.”
Man: “How can you not know? I’m all over her FB photo albums!”
Me: “So? Is that something worthy to be bragged about? Besides I don’t really have the time to go through everyone’s photo album. Just keeping up with my own FB is busy enough.”
Man: “You should care.”
Me: “Whatever. It seems like you & she is something in the past. You should get over it.”
Man: “It still makes me sad.”
Me: “Life goes on and obviously she already moved on. So should you. The next one is always better. Life doesn’t stop after one breakup.”
Man: “Your sister was really special to me. I was crazy about her. If she never mentioned me to you then that tells me something.”
Me: “I wouldn’t read too much into it. Besides we don’t talk about our dating exploits. It’s not you, it’s us. Seriously you need to move on with your life. You’re getting too sentimental for my taste.”
Man: “I’m half German and half Irish. I can’t help being sentimental.”
Me: “Dude you’re killing me and you’re not helping yourself either. One tip for you about us the Yang girls: we’re tough cookies and it takes a real man to hang with us.”
Man: “I’m more of a man than most men.”
Me: “That’s not for you to say. We’ll be the judge.”
Man: “Breakup or not I’m still crazy about your sister.”
Me: “And that doesn’t change the result, does it? It’s over, no? Final words of wisdom for you – grow up, be a man and do the right thing – get on with your life already and I can tell that she already has! Don’t dwell on the past.”
Then he signed off suddenly. Ouch. Please don’t cry. There is nothing I hate more than a grown man crying about a breakup. Keep you head up, hold your chin high and walk out there like you own the world!
