After two months of persistent texts from Krystiana about hanging out, it finally seemed like the stars were aligning. With the holidays, work obligations, and events that I’ve booked well in advance, it left me with little time to spare. It literally consumed my schedule. But here I was, with a rare window in my chaotic calendar, I added her name to that fateful Saturday afternoon.
As I made my way to her apartment, I texted her my estimated time of arrival – 1452. we had agreed to meet around 1500. Just as I was pumping myself to get excited for the afternoon, I received a text from her asking if I would mind waiting for her to shower when I get to her place. What. The. Fuck. I felt a certain way about that, I thought it was rude considering how she had pestered me for months to meet up and begging me to drive to her instead of meeting half way. It wasn’t as if we made plans to meet that day. No. We agreed to this time and date well in advance. Who takes a shower when you’re expecting company? Shouldn’t you do that beforehand? Plus, it was already past 1400 in the afternoon and she literally had all morning long to do so.
Instead of wasting my time at her apartment with her two cats, I told her that I would run errands instead and go to her place afterward, this would allow her time to take a shower without rushing and I could get my own mini task list taken care of. Surprisingly, she decided to skip the shower altogether and said “I thought it would help wake me up”. Bruh…the fact that I had to drive 40+ minutes to her place in annoying ass traffic after grueling workweek of almost 70 hours put me in a mood.
I hate it when people waste my time. I don’t have a lot of “free time” to myself because I’m busy working. I am mindful of other people’s schedules and I feel like it’s fucking bad etiquette to squander their time.
Am I overreacting? Am I not? Thoughts? TIA.
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