Another Change of Plans
I suppose I shouldn’t be overly surprised…
So, I got up this morning and checked my e-mail, as I usually do. Here’s what I found:
I’m so so sorry, but my friend spent the night in the ER and she asked me to stay with her. I just got home and I’m very tired. Can we have dinner tonight or sometime this week?
The way things were going on this mythical date, I probably should have anticipated this, right? Now, I’m sure the story about a friend in the ER is absolutely true, but I think it’s understandable that I’m a little suspicious by this time. So, I’ve had another suggested change in plans that takes us to dinner. I wonder if this is finally what she had in mind or not? Later, will I get an e-mail suggesting a trip to Spain so we can run with the bulls? Who knows.
I responded to her, saying that I really didn’t want to do dinner for a first date and maybe we could do lunch next weekend. Somehow, at this point, it wouldn’t surprise me if that doesn’t manage to work out either.
Anyone up for coffee at a book store? I’ll buy you a slice of Bavarian Death Cake…
