January 22, 2018
Marcie ended the call in disgust. This was the second time in a week Hank had stood her up and the fourth time in a month. He wasn’t answering his phone, but she knew he was there. He hadn’t called all evening and he was supposed to pick her up at 8:00 to take her to dinner. She thought about what he would say when he called. He would call around 7:00 a.m. and give the excuse that he got caught up in a business meeting and got in too late to call. Though he denied it, she knew he was seeing another woman, but she couldn’t prove it.
She decided to teach him a lesson by playing one of his games. She knew him well and what he would respond to. She was tired of him and ready to move on. At midnight, she phoned him and left a message on his voicemail apologizing for forgetting about their date and her phone battery being dead for the last five hours. Her phone rang ten minutes later. It was Hank and he was angry. “What do you mean, you forgot our date? What is your problem?” “Problem?” she asked, as she strained to contain herself. “I don’t have a problem. I just have a busy life. As a matter of fact, I’ve become too busy to be involved right now. But I’ll get back to you.” This time, when she ended the call, she was smiling.