My best friend and I both met guys from out of town and had both been on what we thought were highly successful dates, although we had each got rather pissed, and were both convinced they were “the one”.
The guys had said they’d come down for the weekend to take us out so we had arranged the time off work, much to the annoyance of our bosses, and had obviously told everybody and anybody what a hot weekend we were going to have!
The guys were supposed to phone for final arrangements but we heard nothing and they were both suddenly rather unobtainable: my date’s phone was permanently off and my friend’s date was always in the bath whenever she rang.
So, did they turn up?
No, they never came. The weekend arrived and too embarrassed to tell anyone we had both been stood up, we hid away at my friend's house for the whole weekend, sneaking out for lunchtime drinks and spending Saturday evening in bed drinking wine saying, “Oh well - you and me in bed together again!” I have to say we had a really fun weekend but did we ever hear from the guys again? No!