Keepin' the Faith. Maybe.

Fred Foreman has disappointed me greatly.

After our great coffee date, he did end up calling me and I was actually looking forward to seeing him again. We had planned on meeting Easter weekend or shortly thereafter, but I ended up hurting myself so the walk we were planning kind of fell by the wayside. He said he would check up on me on the Wednesday following Easter and see whether I still felt up to meeting. He never phoned.

I didn't think too much of if. I wrote him off. And then I thought, "No, damn it. You were into me! WTF is going on?" So, a week after he said he was going to call but didn't, I phoned him. After a few rings, he answered the phone and immediately said, "Did you just check your email?"
I said, "No, why?"
He said, "Because I just hit 'send' and sent you an email explaining why I hadn't phoned you." I chalked it up to fate (remember what good that did me the last time?) and we agreed to meet up the next day, being yesterday. Because I finished work after him, I told him I'd call him when I got home. We planned for 6:30.

At 5:30, I phoned him and left a message. While I waited, I thought about where we could go. I was looking forward to seeing him again. When 6:30 rolled around, I started to have doubts. He phoned shortly after that and said he was still at work, which was unusual for him. But said if I wanted, we could do something either Thursday or Friday. Sure, said I. I was still interested in meeting up. He said he would call me on Thursday and we could plan something.

It's 9:00 on Thursday night and he still hasn't called. I am now wondering if this is payback for "forgetting" to get back to him the first time we made contact. Regardless, I'm so done.

With all of them.