Today, he needed me to take him to the airport and given that I had to rush to work straight afterwards, it is understandable that I made it specifically clear that I was going to pick him up at 9am on the dot to take him to the airport. So when I rocked up at his place at 9am and to call and call not to have him answer my phone, it sure peed me of. Unfortunately it happens every single time that I have to take him to the airport. Whether it be that he sleeps in, still in the shower, or out having a smoke; but whether you turn your head or bring out some rose-coloured glasses there is no way of getting around the fact that he wastes my time.
But the sending off to the airport isn't the only occasion this happens. Hmmm..let's see. There's always driving to his house to pick him up only to find him asleep, when he himself specified the time that I should see him (whether it be exams, or breakfast or whatever really). There's the times when I'm exhausted after work (yet stupid me goes to see him before I head home) only to rock up at his house and he tells me to wait for him while he goes outside for a smoke for 10 minutes, then spends another 5 minutes washing his face and brushing his teeth so that his smokeyness does not offend me. By now, you would think that it would click that to him that me sitting alone for 15 minutes in his house isn't really that fun. But then again my fiance isn't the most intelligent of the male species. He hasn't really evolved much from ape.
Today was pretty much the last straw when it comes to my time management. Unfortunately for him, my schedule can't fit him in. He'll just have to fit around it here and there. Have fun hon!
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