I guess I am on familiar ground, ‘cos being stood up with the promise of a future date is pretty familiar to me. I was actually on the road, almost to Tom’s apt when I got a call on my cell phone from my voice mail telling me I had a message. From him of course, telling me that he was wiped out and if we could take a raincheck. (I was literally turning onto his street as I got this message) So I called him back after about 5 minutes of skulking and told him it was ok, without telling him how close I was to his place. Maybe ‘cos I’m a gentleman? Maybe ‘cos I was being compassionate? More likely ‘cos I’m a wuss.
He asked if we could get together on Sunday, so we’ll see where that goes.