OK, deeply pissed off now. Tonight, I hurried home from work, because we had someone coming to see the flat at 7:30. I made such alarmingly good time that I was able to go to the gym before they were due here, get back, shower and have dinner with 15 minutes to spare to give the place a quick tidy.

Have they showed up? Have they fuckery. Not so much as a “sorry, found somewhere else” phone call. That would be the polite minimum that I’d expect.

They’re not the first to do this, but I find it infuriating that people will make an appointment, and then entirely fail to keep it. I mean, what I wanted to do this evening was to stay late at work and catch up on a few odd jobs for 9A and Electricana, leave the office in time to get to the gym for nine-ish, and then collapse into bed with a Harry Potter novel, but because someone has said that they’d be somewhere at 7:30, and I’d agreed to be there to meet them, I rushed home, and shelved all my plans.

This, kids, is why you should always do what you say you’re going to, and at the very least provide an explanation if you fail to stick to what was agreed. Because otherwise people will want to kill you with a big stick.