ERG!

So much for "plans this weekend!"

We agreed on a late afternoon/early evening Saturday second date. We hadn't decided exactly what we were going to do, but we did nail down a date and time. I'm sitting at the car wash watching the little Mexican man make my baby all shiny around noon on Saturday when I get a call from him. My heart skipped a little beat. Unfortunately the call was only to be informed that Mr. Porsche Guy thinks he has "food poisoning" from "bad oysters" the night before and doesnt know if he's going to feel well enough to keep our date.

Food poisoning? Really??

Granted, he might be telling the truth. There is always that. But from personal experience, I know that I've used the food poisoning excuse more than a couple times, yet I've NEVER actually HAD food poisoning in my life. Food poisoning is just one of those convenient little excuses. It comes on quickly and suddenly - meaning you don't have to fake like you're starting to "catch" anything. It doesn't make you sound or really look any different - meaning you don't have fake it necessarily. And it goes away within 24 hours - meaning you're free and able to do other things semi-quickly. It's the perfect excuse for bailing on someone.

I'll give him the benefit of the doubt and see if he reschedules. If not, oh well. Porsche guy can take his poor-man's Porsche (aka a Boxster) and enjoy his oysters elsewhere!