I'm not sure if I was kind, cruel or cruel to be kind....you be the judge....But you'll only get to hear/see this through the eyes of the hybrid who received the voicemails and calls.
1st call: Yeah, well, I'm not looking forward to this date... He picked Dave and Busters of all places... Yup, I can't stand that place. No, I'm going to try and have fun. He seemed nice on our last date, just no fireworks. Everyone deserves a second date.
2nd call (left on voicemail): Now I *%$&* remember why I don't go to the flippin mall! What are all these people doing here? don't they have a life? I can't find a stinking empty parking spot even though there are a million here and I've been driving around for 15 %$@* minutes. I don't even care if I'm late, now. I hate the mall and crowds. AAHHHH! Thanks for listening.
text (reply): can't text now. almost at the restaurant.
text (5 minutes later): The loser is late. WTF??? He's got 10 minutes to show or I'm outta here.
text (10 minutes later): Okay, he showed. Yeah, he's cute and damn he's got a nice butt.
3rd call (left on voicemail about an hour later): Oh man. I'm in the bathroom. I told him I wasn't feeling good and needed to find a bathroom Dave and Busters is worse than I imagined. It's horrible. We got into a discussion that was oober annoying. I really don't like him. Why aren't you answering? I think I'm going to fake getting sick and go home.
4th call (voicemail 10 minutes later): I'm outta here. Told him I had to leave. I'm in my car, on the way home now. Call me when you get out of the movies and we can hang out. Gosh that was torturous!
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