WTF did I do to deserve that?!
AA had texted me last weekend and asked me out. I told him that I wasn’t available until this weekend so we made plans for today (Sunday). I texted him on Tuesday to ask what the plan was because I was trying to arrange some plans with friends as well, and he suggested dinner. We hadn’t talked about a time or a place though so once again I texted him yesterday to ask if we were still on and if so, where and when (I was already second guessing as he hadn’t made an effort to get in touch and solidify a plan- and what’s that rule again, about guys taking the initiative– oh yeah, if he doesn’t, he’s just not that into you). He responded to my text “Yeah, of course we are! How about Earls on 4th, at 6:00?”. I agreed, we had a brief conversation about our weekends, and that was that.
Today, I didn’t hear from him at all. I’m used to guys getting in touch a couple of hours before a date to make sure things were still a go, and he didn’t, so I was already nervous and skeptical going in… and apparently it was for good reason.
I texted him an hour before and asked him to text or call when he got there. He didn’t respond. I debated going at all, but I didn’t want to end up being the asshole if he did show up and I didn’t, so I decided to go. I got there, I ran inside for change for the parking meter, ran back outside to toss the ticket in my windshield, and sat down at a table with a glass of wine to wait.
…and that is where I sat, alone, for twenty-five minutes, at a table for two in a dimly lit restaurant, feeling completely stupid and humiliated. I sent AA a text asking if he was running late, of course no response. I called his phone, voicemail- it was off. So, I finished my glass of wine, left some cash on the table, and casually escaped to the safety of my car. I stopped at the liquor store on the way home for a bottle of red I’ve never tried before, I made myself some dinner, and I spent the next two hours on the phone with a guy who took the initiative to call…
More on him later. ;)