Forgive me for airing more than a small gripe about a NC/NS, because it happens on both sides. But when you make the drive from Lewisville to 820/30 based on the notion that an appointment is set, because, well, a provider has been messaging/calling most of the day, as well as receiving confirmation on time/place, I see no problem with venting a bit.
Last Friday, after texting back and forth for a couple of weeks, Katie Cumms wants to get together at her incall. Works out well, since I am off that afternoon and I let her know I'm in. As I'm driving that way, she's hitting me up, asking the usual - "How long before you're here" and "ETA?" ...that sort of thing.
As I take the exit off 820, I'm heading into a pretty shaky area and into her complex, and so I text for an apartment number. And, of course, as I'm driving around these units, I'm getting plenty of "The fuck are you doing 'round here" looks. Texted her a couple more times and finally bailed. Haven't heard from her since.