To flakes there's always tomorrow:
"I know we made plans and you blocked off your night to hang out with me and it's too late for you to really do anything else, but I'm a little tired. Can we hang out tomorrow?"
No, motherfucker. No. Why am I going to give you another day of my life to waste? If you make firm plans with someone, you should follow the fuck through. I can understand if there's a family emergency or something in that vein, but being "tired" is unacceptable. It reaches the point where you should go out just to be a friend and a non-flake. You piece of shit. If I had my way, flakes would be executed. You don't say please or thank you? Fine. You're an asshole. But to make plans and not follow through, THAT'S the lowest of the low when it comes to shitty manners and I won't put up with it. Flake once and you're done. End of story. Bye.
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24 comments:
I used to work for people who would double-book their evenings and wait till the last minute, hoping one or the other (or both!) would cancel. If no one did, they'd have to roll out the lame excuse, "tired" being among the least inventive.
Second to this are people you don't see often who say "We should get together." And you tell them to pick a time and you'll do it. And you never hear back. It would be one thing if they were ducking YOUR invitation-- but ducking their own invitation is unnecessarily adding insult to injury.
Oh, and Jeff, sorry I can hang with you tonight-- I'm a little tired. (Sucker)
That's my Jeff. Tell them like it is!!!
Great anonymous post
I don't understand why people say "we should get together" and NEVER ever follow through. I think it's lack of conversation.
Some people weren't raised right, is all I can say. Yes, I can relate to everything you say here. I mean, your time is worth something. I remember staying in Vegas instead of going to California once. A friend from high school begged me to stay so she could see me. So I canceled my California trip and then found out there was a big surprise party planned in my honor with some of my college professors and mentors, etc. Then the chick called at the last minute and said one of her boyfriends from high school had flown into town unexpectedly. THE END! There is no excuse for people not having respect or common courtesy for other people's time.
Good post!
haha agree
flake once and you're done...
good way to end up with no friends
Right on man...
crush that flake like a bug damn it
Jeff found himself another girlfriend and is now flaking on us. :-(
No, he got in an accident and totaled his car and he has to deal with all that crap.
You weren't fucking while you were driving were ya? Is that how you got in a wreck?
So long piece of scrap iron. Get your mom to buy you something good this time. I sure wish mine would buy me something, you are lucky.
I'll have you know, Anon, that that was a family heirloom passed down. It was NOT a piece of scrap metal. As for buying him a new car, he's on his own since I was laid off in December and have yet to find gainful employment. Why don't you buy him a good car?
Mom, why didn't you trade it in for cash for clunkers and get a Jeff a new car... too late now.
You know, I have been so buried in book work, I don't even know what the Cash for Clunkers was all about. The deal was he got the old one given to him and he was on his own for his next set of wheels. His younger brother has already bought three cars on his own. He can do it, I know he can.
Yeah, he could probably save a lot if he stopped drinking, booze is very expensive. That would pay a lot on a car payment each month.
Speaking of flakes...so last night I had a date with a guy in the neighborhood. I'd met him at a party a couple of months ago and he asked the host for my number and called me Sat. night to ask me out for Sun. We were supposed to go to the Mexican restaurant. So I go to the trouble of doing my hair, putting on makeup, etc. He shows up with a glass of wine in hand, sits here and drinks it, talks for an hour, no mention of dinner. Then he says, "Oh, man, I forgot I put a bottle of wine in the freezer to chill! I need to go get it out. You want some?" I said, "OK." "I'll be right back." So he leaves and never comes back. See, the fun just never ends no matter how old you are!
Actually the booze I buy is bottom of the barrel. It doesn't come close to covering a car payment. :P
Big pimpin' when are you goin to write another blog?
You are the flake sir. Update!
No update? It seems Van Wilder is getting a little bit milder.
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Digs? I was just speaking the true, motherfucker. Chill out.
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