Wednesday, July 08, 2009

What I'll Call You On Monday Means

No, Craigslist did not call me on Monday. I don't know why I thought he would. He said that he would, sure, but I don't know why I believed it. I texted him around 4 saying, I haven't heard from you so I guess you're busy at work or forgot to call or left your phone in Idaho or lost your charger in a fire or you're walking down Ocean Parkway.

My text humor did not nudge him to text me back. He did not call, either.

At around 7, I called him. It went to voicemail. I left a message wondering if I'd gotten it wrong the day before because I thought he was going to call, and that I was trying to make plans and didn't want to ditch out on him if we did have plans and that I was going to head out soon but my cell would be on if he wanted to call.

I went out to Main Event to meet up with BlondeBombshell. I'd asked Grotter if she had anything going on and she said to come out for coffee because she was meeting KDP. I was like, I need something stronger so come to the bar afterwards.

He didn't call. He didn't text. Now that's simply rude and inconsiderate. There's really no excuse.

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