Divine Intervention
February 24th 2010 by admin in 1
Once upon a time I had arranged to meet a guy for a date. I’d met him a few times and liked him, but was chosoing to ignore that there was something not quite right about him. He wasn’t a psycho or particularly weird, but I couldn’t put my finger on just what it was that didn’t sit quite right with me.
Anyway, the time in question came around and I turned up to our meeting, as usual, puncually. I waited a while and gave him the benefit of the doubt as time marched on and there was no sign of him. Eventually, I called his number and left a message on his voicemail asking him to call me.
I gave myself a time limit of about twenty minutes, and slowly I began to realise that I had been stood up. I decided to get on the tube and go and see a friend on the other side of London.
When I emerged to street level there was a message from him saying he was really sorry, he had forgotten and had to go the bank because he had lost his card. Again, something didn’t ring true, but what did leap out were the words, “I forgot.”That didn’t make me feel very important, so there and then I decided the guy was a loser and I wasn’t going to waste my time with him anymore.
About a year or so later I was passing the spot where I’d waited for him and as I looked out of the bus window I saw him standing in the very same place that I had stood. Luckily for me, he couldn’t see me and I watched him amazed that he seemed to be waiting for someone…someone who had also not turned up. He looked at his watch, he looked up and down the street and just as my bus was turning away from this scene I saw him throw his hands up in annoyance and storm off.
I could barely believe what I’d just witnessed. The guy who had stood me up, had just been stood up himself and as a final piece of divine intervention, I had witnessed it.
I smiled a very satisfied smile as the bus pulled away.
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Once upon a time I had arranged to meet a guy for a date…..
Абсолютно с Вами согласен. В этом что-то есть и я думаю, что это хорошая идея….