Missed Connections
Apr 24th, 2023 by thegooddoctor in 100 Words
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The waiter comes around to check on me again. I avert my eyes in embarrassment and try to discreetly check the time on my phone. Going on two hours now. I should really give up.
“Sitting inside! Text me when you get here x”
Sent.
Delivered.
Read.
Ignored.
I sigh and crumple. I call the waiter over. I order a drink. “Of course, madam,” he says as he scurries away. Was that a look of pity in his eyes? I decide I’d rather be drunk than dwell on that any longer.
Man. Remind me to never use this app again.
From Guest Contributor Rachel Martz