Made it all the way down to Fort Worth (I'm from far north Dallas and came from Irving), and when I got there asking for her apt #, she texted that she was running ten minutes late, then absolutely nothing. I left at 4:45, having waited longer than I should have.
We all have situations beyond our control and fingers crossed nothing untoward happened to her, but it was very frustrating from my perspective.
Firstly, I hope she's okay. Beyond that, I really don't know what I did wrong. This was my first foray into the world of hobbying. Off to nurse my enormous blue balls.
