Larney posted: " I had booked a beautiful wine tasting experience lunch thingy for me and Untitled for Sunday 1pm SHARP! I knew he had gold in the morning and with a tee off at 8am, he surely would make it on time. I almost got arrested for drinking and driving last week" Oh Larney!
I had booked a beautiful wine tasting experience lunch thingy for me and Untitled for Sunday 1pm SHARP! I knew he had gold in the morning and with a tee off at 8am, he surely would make it on time. I almost got arrested for drinking and driving last week (thank goodness for corruption, I successfully bribed a cop) and so almost tasting the jail food, I am traumatized and swore I'd NEVER drink and drive. It is stupid and dangerous! So for this lunch plan, I told him to please pick me up, but he couldn't because he was already halfway there... understood. This meant, drinking and driving. Anyway, I get ready and an hour before the booking, I tell him to wrap up and head there...'yes baby, it's the 16th hole'... He still needed to shower and look smart as I look drop dead gorgeous.
I'm there 20 minutes before.. I'm so punctual and I hate it. Ever heard of 'African time?' that's my fucking pet peeve. It has become NORMAL for people to be late and I CAN'T FUCKING STAND IT! whooooosaaaaaa!
So I see gorgeous people in heels and perfect make up make their way in and I decide, ag, why not?? It's hot in the car anyway.. The waiters compliment me on my hair ( it's an orange bob, yes, I'm a black ginger) and my tattoos ( one waiter starts showing me hers) anyway, I have bright pink framed shades and EVERYONE can see me being lonely. I text Untitled and he says he's almost there.
Tell me why this man was late? Tell me why this man ran up to the table in his golf cap, shirt, pants and shoes????? I was so mad, I bet steam was coming out my ears and nostrils.
I bought him a clock so that he doesn't have to fetch and check his phone when he's getting ready for work, gold, life but STILL! Somehow he manages to be late! He just touches this and that and is just in a trace when he gets ready and then he's late, almost all the time. When we hiked last week, I was waiting in the car because he was just not finishing shit! Man I can't stand this!
I was so mad that the whole lunch thing was gloomy... HE ruined it!
How do I learn to be ok with sloths? It pisses me off sooooo much.
While waiting, I wanted to cry, wanted to actually dump him you guys... I know it's crazy and shame, he was so sorry and apologetic but shuuuuuu I can't stand late people. I told him I almost had the lunch and left. Really, I considered it.
Who must adjust? He said he would work on it but it will not be an overnight this.... Even if he woke up at 3am, he'd still be late for an 8am arrival...
I didn't dump him, I actually felt bad and rode him ON TOP. Had a leg cramp but survived, lol!
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