Aug 14, 2008 11:05
but I was mad, and wanted to be mad. Curses.
My girl copped out of skating last night, but still wanted to see me. So I said I'd finish by 7:30 and come over to her place. But when I get to her place she is not there; there's no car, no lights on, the cats are lonely, no sign that she's been there at all. Most annoying. So I leave a note and walk down to the pub. An hour and a half later I'm wondering whether I should be really worried or really pissed when she finally shows up. Where had she been, you ask? Sitting at my place wondering where the fuck I was and getting really pissed that I bugged out when we were supposed to meet.
Oops.
For the record, I clearly said her place.