Yeah, yeah, I get it, fuck off Da Fino

When you are struggling to get laid, you will do almost anything. This would include scarfing down every blind date set-up that is served up, regardless of the dish. Unfortunately, I had some scheduling snafus which led to three dates this week.

The first one was last night. She was much younger than me and I didn't get a great vibe from our brief interactions on the phone. As a result, I spent the entire day waffling about whether to cancel the date or not. The date was scheduled for 8:30 p.m., and about about 5 p.m. I finally decided that it was too late to cancel and I would just suck it up and go.

At 6:24 p.m., I received the following text message from her: "I apologize but I'm going to have to reschedule there was a gas leak at my office I fled and ran home. Really fucked up I know. I hope you understand".

Well at least she came up with a believable excuse. And by believable I mean completely preposterous and unconvincing. I mean, at least my excuse would have left her wondering if I was flaking out, but this one was just, I don't know, I think I would have preferred a simple "fuck off you feeble minded prick".

I think I'm going to reschedule the date just so I can show her how to cancel properly.