Some sorta F*ck Up
I was supposed to be going down to Gosford and meet Roderick and go hunting for Buffy DVDs today.
I got away at the right time (the 8:39am train from Cardiff), and then just coming into Tuggerah Station, I wasn't sure if that was the station I was supposed to meet him at. I jumped off, looked around, didn't see him, and jumped back on. Then I got out at Gosford, and waited. And waited. No Roderick. I phoned him (answering machine) and sat down and read a library book I brought with me. I helped some Japanese tourists find the local hospital, and made room for a small girl to sit down.
But still, no Roderick. I waited until noon and phoned again leaving another message for him. I went to Tuggerah just in case, but he wasn't there either. I came back as soon as I could, phoned again and then went browsing the shops. I found and bought a copy of "Coles Funny Picture Book #1" (perhaps the un-funniest book ever written, but I had a copy as a child) for $1.50. Then I caught the train back to Cardiff and went home.
I thought I'd got mixed up, but the details I'd made on my computer confirmed Gosford as where we were going to meet. What the fuck happened? I don't like to be stood up, but maybe something happened to Roddo, as well. Sent him an e-mail asking what the story was.
Really disappointed with this - I was looking forward to a "day out" with him, but all I got was tired, sweaty and bored, instead.
I got away at the right time (the 8:39am train from Cardiff), and then just coming into Tuggerah Station, I wasn't sure if that was the station I was supposed to meet him at. I jumped off, looked around, didn't see him, and jumped back on. Then I got out at Gosford, and waited. And waited. No Roderick. I phoned him (answering machine) and sat down and read a library book I brought with me. I helped some Japanese tourists find the local hospital, and made room for a small girl to sit down.
But still, no Roderick. I waited until noon and phoned again leaving another message for him. I went to Tuggerah just in case, but he wasn't there either. I came back as soon as I could, phoned again and then went browsing the shops. I found and bought a copy of "Coles Funny Picture Book #1" (perhaps the un-funniest book ever written, but I had a copy as a child) for $1.50. Then I caught the train back to Cardiff and went home.
I thought I'd got mixed up, but the details I'd made on my computer confirmed Gosford as where we were going to meet. What the fuck happened? I don't like to be stood up, but maybe something happened to Roddo, as well. Sent him an e-mail asking what the story was.
Really disappointed with this - I was looking forward to a "day out" with him, but all I got was tired, sweaty and bored, instead.