He didn't show up.

I was dressed to the nines. Even had my one our shoes on. Hair was up, I was even running on time.

Now earlier that day I had received a phone call from the restaurant, wanting me to confirm that I was still coming. Yes. I then rang "him" to check that he was still coming. Yes.

It takes me an hour to get to the city from my house. After fourty minutes of driving I got a message from him. Too sick. Can't make it. Sorry.

Hmmnnnn........I have tonsilitis, but I still made it. I have the decency to share my germs around to keep a date. Damn it!

Next time I'm going to invite a third friend, just for when he pikes out on me at the last minute.

You'd think I would learn by now. This was the dinner he was shouting me because he wanted to make up for all the times he had ditched me at the last minute. Sigh.

And he's only a friend. Thank God for that. Definitely no sex for him if he was a lover, that's for sure!

On a lighter note, my best mate who is a school teacher, asked my permission to give her 27 year 5 students my email address, so they could email a real person and ask them about their job. No worries I said, go ahead.
4 Questions each. 27 Students. Hmmnnn...... I really should have thought about that. Sigh....... My first answers to the first child were quite in depth. Usually when I start talking about my job I can't stop. At that stage there was only one message in my inbox. Right now I can tell you I'm a little overwhelmed! He he he. They're cute questions though. From the mouths of babes (and the odd smartarse I might add) though I won't tell their teacher that.

I'm going now - to answer about 26 emails.
See ya.