
We arranged to meet this evening, and have a meal together, and I have to say I haven't felt so nervous about going on a date since I was about 16 or 17.
I got delayed by a traffic jam, so called and left a voicemail letting them know I was going to be about 15 mins late, and got a text back saying fine, they would wait for me.
So I walked into the pub, and couldn't immediately see anyone that looked like the couple in the picture they'd e-mailed me, so I started a sweep from one end of the pub to the other, eliminating everyone. Eventually, I ended up taking a closer look at the couple nearest the door. The guy looked a little like him, except with longer hair and glasses. The girl didn't look anything like her picture but her facial structure seemed similar. So I went over, and said "Hi, you must be XXX and YYY".
"No".
"I'm sorry, I thought I recognised you."
So I went to the bar to get a drink, thinking perhaps they'd been delayed.
The couple by the door got up and left.
A minute later I got a call. "Sorry mate, YYY's mum's just been rushed to hospital and we've had to go."
It all clicked, and I hung up.
If you two are reading this, then all I've got to say is thanks a bunch, you twats, and you should learn some fucking manners.
An 85 mile round trip, 2.5 hours of my time and all I've got to eat at home is a frozen pizza. And I'm feeling very ugly. :ouch:
Needing a hug,
Lucifer