Sun Spots
Yeah, that must be it.
Sun spots are interfering with her phone. That’s why she didn’t answer when we prearranged the call and time and everything. Or, maybe, she’s on the way to the emergency room with her friend again. Yeah, that’s the ticket.
Say, ladies, that’s not code for fantasizing about the doctors on Grey’s Anatomy or something, is it? Well, whatever. Maybe I’ll meet someone tomorrow night at my buddy’s birthday party. Or not. You know, there are just too many potential posts in all this that I just don’t even know which way to turn with it. Maybe Saturday or Sunday, I’ll write something more. Maybe I’ll have a better story than the emergency room by then.
Oy! I’m about ready to give up!
Advice from your Uncle Jim:
"Life has taught us that love does not consist in gazing at each other but in looking outward together in the same direction."
--Antoine de Saint-Exupery
Being blown off once can be forgiven. Twice is another story. She is displaying a pattern of behavior that suggests she is self involved and disrespectful. Do you really want to invite someone like that into your life? You deserve better.
Comment by Cheri — 10/6/2006 @ 8:54 am
Yeah, Cheri, I’m pretty much thinking the same thing. You know it’s that old “Burn me once, shame on you. Burn me twice, shame on ME.” Still haven’t gotten either an e-mail or voice-mail from her today, so I’m thinking it’s time to move on.
I haven’t worked this hard to get a JOB!
Comment by the Network Geek — 10/6/2006 @ 9:39 am