Well fuck me and fiddle e dee.....a shit day
......Mrs Dodo decides she wants to go shoppin, well I thinks that'll give me a good five hours to fit in a visitation. I decide this is a good opportunity to give Barbie a visit based on a couple of comments above and a good AW profile. So I texts early doors for a half hour slot reasonably speedy reply offering me a two o'clocker but understandably asks that I give her a call back after 11.00. I called at 11.30, 12ish, half 12ish, 1.00, 1.30...etc.etc. You get the picture. Calls were interspersed with pleading texts. Did I get a reply, did I fuck, not even a kiss my arse!
I don't know about you guys but when I've had a good trawl through my 'hot list' and picked a girl, I find it difficult to revert to plan B so am reluctant to do that. Anyway, I persevered with Barbie and tried another four girls with no luck.
So I am left thinking why do they fuck us about!! It don't take much (Barbie if your reading) to send out a polite 'sorry I've fucked up with my diary or I've got a headache' anything so we know what's happening.
Communication, communication, communication.
There, rant over