Every now and then, I meet a girl and we decide that we have to meet up again and continue getting to know each other. Fuzzy rosy peaches and cream, right? Right?
Wrong.
More often than not, for reasons unknown to me, she stands me up. I rarely get an explanation or an apology for getting stood up. I deserve at least that much. As does anyone who gets stood up. But it never happens.
It's not a lot to ask. It's common courtesy, really: if you wrong someone, you apologize.
Still, this warped behavior doesn't put me off from further pursuing human contact. In fact, I get quite stupid about it.
Sometimes, I get so stupid and lenient that I'll call her, to no response, and wait about half an hour before finally saying "Goddamn it." and then spending the rest of the day alone.
With a cloud of disappointment hanging over me. (Not really, I'm just trying to pad out this entry so it looks like I've written more substantial content.)
I don't even bother seeking out explanations sometimes because I frankly don't care anymore at that point. I've lost interest and I won't debase myself any further for someone who didn't think enough of me to willingly give me an explanation for her absence. The most attention I'll give after that is just saying "meh"
I know a number of you can relate to happenings such as these but your methods and approaches vary.
Fun fact: This entry was originally going to be posted in July.
