Yeah, that's right. Craigslist did not call me on Tuesday either. Even if something came up on Monday where he couldn't get to his phone, he could have called me on Tuesday to at least let me know what happened.
Now there's really no excuse. There's flakey and then there's inconsiderate. This is way inconsiderate.
At the risk of sounding like a crazy person, I called him last night. I did not yell or curse or rant. I left him a message (because he NEVER picks up his phone). I started out by saying I hope he's okay. Then I said I've been pretty patient with all the stuff he's got going on and at this point, I'm not sure if he's lying about all of it or if it's the truth, and I don't want to think that he's lying. I said I hope life starts to get easier for him soon, and once things are finally settled, if he's still interested, he can give me a call. Then I said if he's not interested and hasn't been, I wish he'd have sacked up and told me sooner. I wished him all the best, said I didn't really expect to hear from him, and said take care.
Need I say it again? I suppose I should. You can say it with me. One more time with feeling: Square. One.
GO WEST! GET HOT!
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It might be a New Yorker’s prejudice, but I don’t associate hot jazz with
Arizona. In this, however, as in so many things, the evidence proves me
wrong. ...
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