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Remember the movie Good Luck Chuck? With Dane Cook and everyone he dated/slept with married the next person they met? Yeah, I’m pretty sure I am officially the Good Luck Chuck of women.
I found out this weekend that a guy I dated in college got engaged on Friday and a guy I was talking to recently got married yesterday (Sunday). Seriously?! WTF?!
I’m so confused.
This has happened to me seven, count them SEVEN times.
So far Five of the Seven are married. Two are engaged. Three have kids. And this is all with the girl they dated after they broke up with me.
Makes me wonder what the hell is wrong with me…but at the same time I don’t really like any of those guys anymore it just hurts when you find out information like that. Does that make any sense? Maybe…
Maybe I should quit Facebook. It is the official bearer of bad news. #effyoufacebook
I still can’t believe I’m Good Luck Chuck. I need to find my own Good Luck Chuck so I can actually get married some day.
Oh, well. You win some and you lose some. Or in my case you lose them all and you are still 30 and single.
This post is brought to you by the letter F (as in F*** You) and a nice LARGE glass of Skinnygirl Sangria.
Cheers to you ex-boyfriends and your spouses/fiancés. Glad I’m not stuck with you until death do us part.