It's Friday so at 4:15pm I head 'round to my friends house to lift weights as usual. He's expecting me. I'm dressed in gym my clothes and carrying a bag with my towel and a bottle of Gatorade etc.
I get there and knock on his door and there's no answer. I ring the bell and knock again and still no answer.
I assume he's just running late because it wouldn't be the first time so I decide to wait. 10 minutes go by. 15 minutes go by. After about 25 minutes I think to myself
"maybe he's arrived home and gone in through the back door and I've missed him" so I knock and ring again.
Within five seconds his girlfriend opens the door and tells me he's not here and that he's running late but she lets me in to wait inside.
I
swear she was in there the whole time but let me wait outside like a jackal, hoping I'd just go away.
We get inside and sit for a few moments and then she remembers that after work he's going to go visit a friend of his to by something and then he's going to go see another friend of ours to split it up and sell the other half.
Apparently this was all planned out the day before but he didn't call me to tell me that I shouldn't bother coming by and he didn't even call me to ask if I'd like to buy some as well! That slippery little shit! He's fucked my whole afternoon up and he's left me dry! And everyone else is going to be flush while I've got nothing!