a weird story

The other night I was telling a friend about a good breakup story I had... So here it is:
When I moved to Turlock I was still dating a girl back in Hanford. We had been dating for about 2 months when I left. Sometimes when I came back in town I stayed at her parent's house (where she was living) and slept in their guest bedroom. The weekend of our 4th month officially "dating", I was again staying at her place. Come Monday morning I had to drive back to Turlock for work and class. I woke up and packed my stuff in my car, then sat on the front porch reading. She came outside and asked if we could take a walk. It sounded like a good idea, so I readily agreed.
We began walking the residential neighborhoods around her place, fairly aimlessly. We chatted about inconsequential things until after a brief pause she dropped the "I think we should just be friends" bombshell (and yes, she even played the ever-delightful God card as well). Now, as most of my family, friends and acquaintances know, I am not much of a crier. Unfortunately, this caught me by such surprise (and, I definitely cared for her a lot at the time) that I began crying. We kept walking, and I kept crying. As we continued, suddenly we saw one of our mutual friends come out of her house across the street to get the newspaper. She called out to us, saying hello. My ex crossed the street to talk to her, leaving me crying on the sidewalk by myself. I felt entirely pathetic and uncomfortable, and it was a miserable walk back to her place after she was done chatting.
All of this led to a rather awful morning, and I was quite understandably ready to hit the road and head somewhere else (even if it was Turlock). I left her at the stairs to her above-garage apartment behind the house, and got in my car. I turned the key, and... Nothing. My freaking car was dead. I called Ronnie hoping for help, but he was about 15 minutes away and had class soon. I had to gather myself, walk back behind the house, and face one of the strangest looks and most uncomfortable situations I have ever experienced from the opposite sex. She helped me jump my car and I was able to get underway after another extremely awkward goodbye.
This story is a lot more amusing in hindsight.