So I got stood up for diner this evening. That's the punchline of my story so I'm going to have to go back to the start.
So there I was hunkering down to work late, searching on the Internet, firing off emails etc. and a friend sends me an email and says "hey I need a beer". I like beer and needed food so I said yes, but call me on my office phone I forgot my cellphone (this will come into play later).
They call and two people turned into four and the quiet tavern turned into a swanky bar where couples go to eat, but it was still looking like a good night. I told them that I would be later than I thought so they should just head down and I will meet them there. I end up being way longer than I thought, but there was three of them so I didn't have to feel guilty about being extra late. They could just order a beer and wait to order food.
So I walk into the swanky bar and no one is there. Just the staff an two couples canoodling in front of their respective fireplaces. Its kind of awkward to stand around alone in that situation. You can't look one way because of canoodling. You can't look the other way, more canoodling. That leaves sitting down at the bar and looking down because the full length mirror behind the bar affords great views of the two couples. .
So the question becomes, how long do I have to wait before I can go? My friends should have been there 20 mins before me at the absolute latest. They did promise they were heading out the door right when I spoke with them. So back and forth I debate the question and settle on As Fast As I Can Drink My Fucking Beer., which when sitting in an awkward setting like I was, is pretty fast. So now what do I do? walk ten minutes back to the office so I can use the phone? or 20 minutes toward home and give up? I opt for the office. Except my friend isn't answering her phone or emails. Derrrr. I head home.
So now I'm home and I retrieve my phone to see about ten messages on it starting about 11 minutes after I left the bar, probably about 1 minute after I called. So I humour them and make the call..."hey what happened?"
response "I had woman troubles"
So needless to say she won this round.
So there I was hunkering down to work late, searching on the Internet, firing off emails etc. and a friend sends me an email and says "hey I need a beer". I like beer and needed food so I said yes, but call me on my office phone I forgot my cellphone (this will come into play later).
They call and two people turned into four and the quiet tavern turned into a swanky bar where couples go to eat, but it was still looking like a good night. I told them that I would be later than I thought so they should just head down and I will meet them there. I end up being way longer than I thought, but there was three of them so I didn't have to feel guilty about being extra late. They could just order a beer and wait to order food.
So I walk into the swanky bar and no one is there. Just the staff an two couples canoodling in front of their respective fireplaces. Its kind of awkward to stand around alone in that situation. You can't look one way because of canoodling. You can't look the other way, more canoodling. That leaves sitting down at the bar and looking down because the full length mirror behind the bar affords great views of the two couples. .
So the question becomes, how long do I have to wait before I can go? My friends should have been there 20 mins before me at the absolute latest. They did promise they were heading out the door right when I spoke with them. So back and forth I debate the question and settle on As Fast As I Can Drink My Fucking Beer., which when sitting in an awkward setting like I was, is pretty fast. So now what do I do? walk ten minutes back to the office so I can use the phone? or 20 minutes toward home and give up? I opt for the office. Except my friend isn't answering her phone or emails. Derrrr. I head home.
So now I'm home and I retrieve my phone to see about ten messages on it starting about 11 minutes after I left the bar, probably about 1 minute after I called. So I humour them and make the call..."hey what happened?"
response "I had woman troubles"
So needless to say she won this round.
Thank you for good wishes!