I am so tired. This evening I had a date that just didn’t go well. I think the blame can be equally distributed. He really shouldn’t have called me an hour before it was time to meet to tell me he couldn’t make it. I should have been nice and gracious but instead I told him he wasted my time and he should go to hell. Perhaps it was guilt but he called me back and said he had changed his mind and would meet me. I should have stuck to my guns and stayed far away. Instead of doing that, I met him. I really thought I would be able to drop the ill will I felt but I couldn’t and I spent the evening feeling very uncomfortable and wanting to go home and watch La Femme Nikita episodes.
donnaville
sugar and spice and everything groovy
Ugh. Doesn’t make a lot of sense. If he had ostensibly a good reason for calling an hour before you were supposed to meet, you shouldn’t have gotten mad. OTOH, if he actually did make it, it sounds like his reason wasn’t good and waiting until an hour before you’re supposed to meet someone to cancel is rude unless you have a really good reason. Either way, you’re right, you probably should have called it off. I guess there’s a slim chance that he really had a good reason at first and circumstances changed; sounds more like he really didn’t want to go through with it and you guilted him into it.
This is the sort of risk you run when you try to date people you’ve never even met before.
Possibilities:
1. He threw up in his mouth, and was able brush in time for the actual date…so he called you back.
2. The chopper containing his new liver arrived at the hospital, but it was too small…so he called you back.
You were even more civil than I would have been. At the second call, I would have told him I will meet him at the designated spot and time. I would then have a drag queen show up with a singing telegram (ala The Fisher King) singing “Liar” by Henry Rollins directly to him.
Fix his little pony good.
Oh Donna,
Yeah, next time follow your instinct on this. I am sure your gut was saying “no”…someone who cancels at the last minute. No way. SOmeone that cancels at last minute, sends flowers, and proposes another date. Maybe.
If that is what happens where Armywife lives, Donna needs to move. From my observation, most ‘local’ guys missed out on the gentleman gene….drink, belch, scratch, and party is the norm. All you sweet guys, don’t get offended, I don’t mean you.
I guess I just don’t drink enough. 🙂
How are you meeting these guys? I am suprised when people tell me that I am a great person. You know I really do alot for myself, but I try to be at least civil to people, It completely blows me away when people act so badly. But I guess it should be the norm.
-Jason