Well - Mr. Big Lots didn't make it to the party, despite saying he was "trying" all afternoon. What he doesn't know is after our last call at 6 p.m. (when he said he was in the middle of a job and would call me back) his phone butt-dialed me and I overheard him griping about how he didn't want to go!
So I am done. I don't care HOW busy or overwhelmed you are, you either find a way to make 3 hours time for me (in 2 1/2 weeks!) or you AT LEAST grow a pair, say you can't make it, APOLOGIZE and make some plans to see me in the future.
But, of course, that would be how you treat a woman you are INTERESTED in, not a woman who is just a fun booty call. My bad.
Not to worry, though - the cute Indian computer programmer that I turned down last week, asked me out again. Yes, he's a little too young for me, but heck - if guys my own age like the last one are gonna turn out to be flakes too, I might as well be having fun with a younger guy until someone more appropriate turns up. At least I know where I stand with them. And at least this one is super-smart (without being terminally nerdy) and plays electric guitar. Oh - and gainfully employed! That's a plus. I just realized this morning that all the guys I have dated since my ex were broke!
