This is what happens when someone; generally a female companion backs you into a corner where there is nothing left to do but "jump off the bridge"
*Phone Rings*
Male: Hello?
Female: Hey
Male: Hey I was just playing COD can I call you back after the match?
Female: Yeah you can...but I will be mad.
Male: Gah.... well I'm going bridge jumping bye.
Female: Wha!?!? I'm sorry!
Fogey/fogy /fougi/ sl. (early 18C+, orig. Scot) old-fashioned, stuck-in-the mud.
Person with old fashioned ideas which he is unwilling to change: Come to the disco and stop being such an old fogey!
You think me an old fogeyand an old tory, his thoughtful voice said. I saw three generations since O’Connel’s time. I remember the famine. Do you know that the orange lodges agitated for repeal of the union twenty years before O’Connel did or before the prelates of your communion denounced him as a demagogue? You fenians forget some things. (James Joyce, Ulysses. Penguin Books,1992. p. 38)