Never Too Late To Dump Him
Boyfriend/Girlfriend, Jerk, The Netherlands, Time, Train | Romantic | February 21, 2018
(My boyfriend is ALWAYS late. Always. At least ten minutes, sometimes fifteen or twenty. I’m the kind of person who’s always ten minutes early. This means I am always waiting at least twenty minutes for him, every single time. I used to have a problem with being late, years before, so I try to talk to him about tricks and coping. Cue the day he is going to meet my parents. I am SUPER nervous. I absolutely need him to be on time for this.)
Me: “So, you know how you’re always at least ten minutes late?”
Boyfriend: *laughs* “Yeah.”
Me: “We absolutely cannot miss the train when we’re going to meet my parents. So, I want you to pretend the train is leaving ten minutes earlier than it actually is, so you’ll be on time. And then, I want you to be early for that.”
Boyfriend: “Sure.”
Me: “So, we’ll treat it like a date; we’ll be 20 minutes early, have some fun at the train station, then catch the train.”
Boyfriend: “Okay.”
Me: *sigh of relief*
(On the day of our trip, I’m almost half an hour early for the train. Waiting. And waiting. And waiting. Ten minutes before the train leaves, I start texting and calling. No answer. No boyfriend. I am freaking out. Two minutes before the train leaves, he comes running.)
Me: “Where were you? Why didn’t you answer?”
Boyfriend: “Hang on. I still have to buy a train ticket.”
(I am flabbergasted. Long story short: we miss the train. I am a silent ball of rage.)
Boyfriend: “If you had bought me a ticket, we wouldn’t have missed it.”
Me: “WHY WOULD I BUY YOU A TICKET?!”
Boyfriend: “Because you should’ve known I’d be late.”
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