My inbox tonight included the following message from my Friday night date:
"When do you get back from Denver? One of my buddies that I haven't seen in months just wrote that he can get together on Wednesday night. Not Tuesday, not Thursday, Wednesday. I leave for Puerto Rico on the 3rd, let me know when our calendars match up."
Without a "sorry" or "hope you understand" I was stood up for my Wednesday night date. His casual attitude about our fourth date makes me think that this relationship might be doomed before it begins.
I am not quite ready to give up on this one, but I am also not too optimistic.
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