Was supposed to meet some girl at the student union last night to talk about housing. After 35 minutes she still wasn't there, and messaged me with what has to be the feeblest excuse I've ever heard. The weather took a slight turn for the worse last night as there was some hail, which had reduced to a light rain at about 7.45pm. This is a transcript of our conversation.
Her to me: (8:05pm) Sorry running five minutes late. Traffic is bad.
[How much traffic can there be at 8pm??]
Me to her: (8:15pm) So how far away are you from the uni?
Her to me: (8:30pm) We are stuck in traffic. My m8 is driving me in.
Her to me: (8:35pm) Sorry we are not coming in now. My m8 says the weather's too bad.
Pathetic. That's half an hour of my life I'll never get back.
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