Breaking up, hooking up

A few weeks ago, I had lunch with a friend I haven't seen in ages. Halfway through lunch, she called her boyfriend (the boyfriend is also a friend) and asked him to pop by. Boyfriend turns up, tells me I've put on weight (but was also quick to add that it looked good on me...men and their diplomatic skills!). Girlfriend shushes him. I agreed that it's true, I really did gain quite some poundage (I told him exactly how much). He goes, "Oh no, that is really quite a bit of weight!". Girlfriend asks him to shut up. This whole exchange did not leave me the slightest bit offended, I actually even found everything highly amusing. The guy is a blunt yet funny dude after all. We then left the place where we had lunch, had a few drinks at a pub and the rest of the afternoon proceeded without further incident. The following day I receive an SMS from my girlfriend. Apparently she broke up with him. For calling me fat. I honestly couldn't decide if the story was funny or sad.

My former roommie was also deliriously happy to tell me some weeks back that one of my good friends (she used to be my flatmate when I lived on campus) is now dating our mover. Bit of a background: my friend helped us out when we moved into our flat and that was how she met our Aussie mover. There were times when my roommie and I would both be out of the house and she would be the one to let the mover in whenever he'd deliver something. Eventually she hired him too when she moved into a flat in the city. Now they are seeing each other and last I heard he was gonna take her to the Opera House.

Isn't it completely bizarre how I was the reason behind the breakup and hook up of two different couples?! I always knew that I was a walking bag of contradictions, but being a relationship wrecker and Cupid simultaneously?! It's a gift.

PS As of last week Couple 1 already got back together. Thank goodness! Now I can breathe and not have that burden hanging over my head.