Treacle Toes
Time
Actually I need to vent a bit more about this.
He was originally coming to King's Cross Friday evening and I was meeting him at 6pm. He texted mid afternoon Friday to say that his "meeting" (which I never got to the bottom off) was running late and he had to stay in Cambridge after all that evening. Which was fine.
Then 8pm (whilst in my dressing gown eating a vast bowl of noodles), I get a text saying that he can't find any accomodation and can he come after all on a late train. So I said fine (although it's not really fine ). Then he texts again saying he's found somewhere to stay after all and that he'd get a train to London around 11am on Saturday and would text me when he's on the train. Fine!
So Saturday comes. 11am passes...12 o'clock passes...1pm passess....1:45pm I get a text "I'm on the train and will be at King's Cross at 2:30pm. I had a look round Cambridge market" - FFS! I'm getting really cross now
Saturday walking round London is ridiculous given his lack of interest in anything.
Saturday evening is a takeaway and his choice of movie on Netflix. He spends most of the time watching the film texting someone else.
Sunday morning we get up, I make coffee and breakfast. We make a plan to go to the Science Museum. I get in the shower and then give him a clean towel so he can get a shower and get ready to go. He then proceeds to spend 40 minutes just talking in the phone to someone.
He's lucky I didn't stab him at that point.
How old is he...a teenager?