So the day before the big event I got a text from "Chad" asking me to text him when I got out of class (around 12) and then we could decide where in Dupont to meet. As this was a normal exchange I really didn't think much of it at all. Until the next morning at 8:30 when I get a text...
"i can't believe it last night i slept with my glasses on and busted them. gotta go to the doctor to get them fixed, keep you posted" (8:30 am)
Okay... I told him thanks for keeping me updated and good luck. During my break around 10:30 I text him asking how everything was going.
"haven't heard back from my eye doctor yet, i knew i should have ordered contact lenses earlier!" (10:30 am)
...alright....
"i don't think the eye doctor is open, i'm going to have to go to lens crafters" (12:30 pm)
At this point I should tell you that my alma mater was playing in the NCAA tourney at 2 and I wasn't about to miss it traveling to a bar. If this dude didn't get it together by 1:30 we were going to have a problem.
By 3:00 when I hadn't heard from him I told him we'd have to do something after the game instead. I wasn't going to risk missing the beginning of the second half because I'm stuck on the metro.
"i'm sorry i got things so messed up today :(" (3:30 pm)
Sorry, but there's NO way getting your glasses fixed has taken all day. Now I don't know if you got hooked on a Lifetime movie marathon or woke up with a tranny surprise in your bed but I ain't buying it. I think the part that ticked me off the most was the fact that I blocked off a Saturday for this guy and I got stood up for a "broken pair of glasses". THAT'S a new one for the record books.
"do you want to do something during the week instead?" (4 pm)
And I never heard from him again.
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