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| Angry 2005, October 5 - 8:25 a.m.
I am super pissed off. I got two free tickets to a screening of Where The Truth Lies and I asked Ross to go with me. There was a hockey game on that he was looking forward to but I figured he would appreciate having the choice. He decided to go and was to meet me at 6:30. He was going out with a friend around 3:30 and that was the last time I spoke to him. I waited there until 7:15 and he never showed up. My own boyfriend stood me up and there are no messages on my phone, no e-mails, nothing to explain it. I have left two messages on his phone. One was from the theatre of the where are you variety and the second was from home and asking for an explanation. I am in a calm state of livid. I was crying before. I am, unfortunately, the kind of person who cries if she's really REALLY mad. I cried at the theatre and it was bloody embarrassing. I didn't know what I was going to do or say when he got there but that never even came up and I took the subway home in a quiet fury. I am seething. This is exactly the sort of thing that infuriates me. I loathe when people waste my time, I hate it when people are late but it can be forgiven. I'm very open to apologies and a sincere I'm Sorry always melts my ice. This is the height of lateness. Not showing up is beyond rude. Since it was a screenig the seats were first come first serve, tough beans if you're in the back of the line and miss out. I was waiting at the front of the building for him, as we arranged, and couldn't just jump in line at 6:55. There was no way I'd get in anywhere after 6:45. Not without Ross who doesn't have to wait in line because he needs the wheelchair seating. I'm not sure at which point I realized he wasn't coming but I am going to need one motherfucking apology. I'm pre-menstrual, experiencing bad IBS today and those things are only on top of the fact that I am justifiably pissed off. I am the feeling he's not even going to understand.
Okay, that was him. He went somewhere else to meet me. He went all the way to the theatre. Fucking Hell... I specifically said Manulife Centre because it was my understanding that the theatre was inside the mall. I'm even more pissed off than before. Thank You - 2006, June 7
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