Steve and I were supposed to go out to The Blue Cafe in Long Beach tonight. A couple of women we know, I hesitate to say friends because I barely know them, called and invited us out for dinner last night. I'll call them A and B. They were supposed to be meeting us on their way back from San Diego tonight.

Anyway at 4.45pm (bearing in mind that we were supposed to meet them at 6.30pm) I got a call from A to tell me that they were at a party at a friend's house last night and her car was impounded, therefore she wouldn't be able to get back from San Diego until her mother was able to pick up the car. I thought, ok, so you're telling me you had to wait until about an hour and a half before we were supposed to meet to tell me this. I have a class I usually go to tonight that I have missed... Even if your car had been impounded - which I seriously doubt - you would have known first thing this morning that you couldn't make it. There was no reason for you to wait this long to let us know. I suspect you have had a better offer. I'm not stupid and you have pulled this kind of crap before.

However the point is; had you called me soon after you found out your car had been impounded, then I wouldn't have rearranged my plans for you. Also my husband who is actually very busy at work right now, is coming home early, just so we can meet you.

Obviously our time is less important that yours

I know Steve will tell me that this post is mean, and I should be more tolerant. But he's nicer than me.