So the same flakey regular from post #37 did it again. She came to my home late one night and rang the doorbell. She was just about to leave a note taped to the door when I opened it. I saw a cab waiting out on the street for her. She told me how sorry she was and had written down her new number on the note and told me that she had damaged her other phone.
She came back in the morning and we had breakfast together. Made plans for later in the evening to get together. Of course she flaked and I didn't even flinch because I knew it was going to happen. Again with the "Sorry, I'll make it up to you." Go fuck yourself.
Blocked.
You didn't learn the first time, did you?.