I kept it cool and acted like him not calling didn’t bother me in the least.
Without prompting, he said: “I’m so sorry I didn’t call.
It went something like this: “Hey, it’s Sabrina” “Oh, um hi.
I called a few friends to tell them what had just happened and they couldn’t help but laugh at the sheer awfulness and hilarious awkwardness of it all.
The reason I felt compelled to share this story is that it taught me a lot.
For one, it taught me not to take things so personally and not to think the worst of myself because some guy didn’t call.
Our afternoon of fun turned into a night out and me, my friend, J, and his friend bar-hopped, talked, laughed, danced, and played pool until the wee hours.
Before heading home, J and I planned a date for that Thursday.