Goodness only knows what he’ll be like by 30
He got a phone call from a friend inviting him out for drinks at a pub that was pretty much on his way home. He seemed keen but said he’d need to call his girlfriend because he thought “she generally liked at least a day’s notice”.
He then called his girlfriend. And pleaded with her to come out because he hadn’t seen these friends since Christmas and they were only in the area today before they went back to university and if he didn’t meet them tonight then he wouldn’t see them again for months etc etc.
She clearly wasn’t keen. And he started apologising for his friends’ short notice and general crapness. But he said he’d go anyway and understood that she didn’t want to.
Five minutes later she called back and after another rather whiney conversation he agreed that it was very rude of his friends to have invited him like this and that he would go straight home after all and catch up with them at some other point when they were better organised. Given these friends were students, he might be waiting quite a while before they start scheduling meetings.
This guy was in his early twenties for goodness’ sake.
I just found it so sad.
And even sadder perhaps that he didn’t think this series of phone calls was one he should be too embarassed to have in public.
I wonder if anyone else sitting near us was hearing the sound of whips in their heads like I was. Coz seriously, the definition of pussy-whipped has got to include a photo of this guy.
Can you imagine?!
If as students - or even now - we only did things on at least a day’s notice I imagine my social life would be at the very least halved…
RG
These days, mine wouldn’t be quite so affected but mostly coz when people do suggest things last minute I’m usually busy. But yeah, for one so young and with no plans… I would’ve felt sorry for him but I just wanted to smack him round the head!