Almost

Hundreds of dollars could have been lost last night.. if I was an escort service.

I was talking to a possible date.  Some plans with a man I’d been writing letters back and forth to.  A figure somewhat from the past, but still new.  Another Aries.  Mo would approve.

I don’t have a name for him ye, but he works in film and I didn’t meet him at a social event.

He couldn’t last night.  He had other plans he couldn’t get out of so we had to postpone.

I was feeling lazy on a “school night” I spent some time researching, talking to friends and catching up on the last of my “Walking Dead” trades in preparation of todays comic day.

I texted the grip.  I know I could have just made other plans but I decided to let it ride.  The boy would see I’m home after all and swing by eventually, even if it was just to “fuck me in.”

Hours went by and nothing.  I called it a night and just went to bed, left the phone next to me in case someone messaged me.

I woke up at 3:30 am and checked my phone.  Nothing.  It’s out of the ordinary to not at least hear something from him.  I got his voicemail.  Maybe it was another hot set.  I wasn’t tired so I went to my computer to check my email.  He was online.

As it turns out, none of the texts I’d sent nor ones that were sent to me were ever received.  I’d woken up alone for no reason other than you Tmobile.

I was bummed.  Apparently the set had been cold so he’d just been waiting for me to message him.  He didn’t want to call me or just stop by out of respect and not wanting to “interrupt” anything.

“You should have called.  The worst that could have happened would’ve been that I didn’t pick up.”

“Well it’s one thing to know you’re on the date, but you not picking up because of it is something different.  I just didn’t want to deal with it.”

4am & I hadn’t seen him, after he’d promised the day before that I would.  No, not anyone’s fault, but I still felt robbed.

“So I guess I’ll see you tomorrow then?” I said disappointed.

He logged off.

I sat and talked to a friend a few minutes.

“I’m going back to bed, he’s not coming.”

“Don’t say that. He logged off, he’s on the way!”

“I doubt it.”

Moments later, I turned around and there he was.  A little late, but right on time…

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