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| Stood up - sorta |
| 05.12.07 (9:19 am) [edit] |
| My posterior has been dragging all week. I had committed to attend a jazz thingy at the fish tank last night with an individual. All day long, I was thinking I'd much much rather take a long bubble bath and crawl into bed. But at 5pm, I took a cold shower to try to revive myself, drank a large cup of coffee and got all girlified in a dress and heels and headed down to the fish tank. Traffic was bad b/c of the rain, so I called 'an individual' and left a vm letting him know I was probably going to be running a couple of minutes late. Traffic eased up and I ended up being at the place we agreed to meet on time. I waited. And waited. I called again and got voicemail - left a message saying that I was waiting by security. While waiting, some friends come through security. I join them inside for drinks and dancing. I notice later 'an individual' sends me a text saying he has a flat tire with a somewhat passive-aggressive tone that somehow because I didn't choose to drive down together with him, that the flat was MY fault. Um, ok. (I understand getting a flat can make someone irked.) However, when I was driving to the fish tank, didn't see a anyone on the side of the road with a flat. My friends speculate that there was no flat. He didn't answer my first two calls and then sends a text message? Seems fishy to me. I don't know if it qualifies as being stood up, but I was happy as a clam and the cold shower and coffee did the trick. Fate works in mysterious ways as always... Ended up having a spectacular time and was up waaay too late last night. He doesn't realize that he can be replaced too easily. |
posted by: FinalyFree (reply)
post date: 05.14.07 (3:52 pm)
Im not sure that many of them realize how easily they can be replaced, heh. Glad you had a good time :)
posted by: scubadiva (reply)
post date: 05.16.07 (2:53 pm)
Reply to: FinalyFree
If they read my blog prior to going out, I think they'd be scared... A lot of people that know me in real life want to read it, but I won't dare share it with them... I might forget that they have the link and I might write something about them... D'oh!
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