Forgot he bartends.
He said he’s working late tonight and asked if we could maybe get together tomorrow, if that’s not cutting it too close for me.
I was kind of mad…he runs the beach for the county parks department during the summer and while I know it’s opening weekend, how much “late night” work could he have, especially since it rained ALL DAY and therefore I imagine attendance at the beach was slim.
So I responded: “Yeah, tomorrow would be cutting it too close. Lots of last minute packing stuff to take care of, etc.”
I didn’t expect a response, but instead got: “Well I’m stuck bartending tonight…and I’ll be at the beach tomorrow all day. You could come up there if you want or let me know if you do have some free time. Would like to see you before you left.”
Duh…he bartends sometimes. Which probably also explains last night…his grad school buddies know he bartends and visit. (He’d had a fb post about how it was great catching up with grad school friends, which was mysteriously deleted later on in the day.) Obviously I’ve been wrecked and made very cynical by my past love life…boys don’t tell the truth. Boys made excuses and lie, right?