Lost By Reservation

| Romantic | October 23, 2015

(It is my boyfriend’s birthday. Said boyfriend lives in Manhattan and we are planning to meet for dinner with his friends at a Japanese restaurant where we have a reservation.  I am 17 at the time, and have only visited NYC once as a child, so we agreed to meet up and go there together. I get off the train and realize he is not at our designated meeting spot. I give him a call on my very basic flip-phone.)

Me: “Hey, are you running late? I don’t see you. You said to meet by [Restaurant], right?”

Boyfriend: “Yeah, but I’m super late so I had to go to the restaurant to make sure they don’t cancel the reservation.”

Me: “Okay, so you’re coming to get me after?”

Boyfriend: “Well, I’m already on my way to the restaurant, so no. Can’t you just walk here?”

Me: “[Boyfriend], you didn’t even give me the address. You said we were going together. If you knew you were going to be late, why didn’t you tell me earlier? I could have looked up walking directions at home and just brought them with me. I don’t have any way of looking that up with my phone.”

Boyfriend: “It’s [Restaurant].”

Me: “Yes, but that still doesn’t tell me where it is.”

Boyfriend: “Well… just ask someone. I’m sure you’ll find it. I have to talk to the staff now. Call me if you need help.” *click*

(Exasperated, I ended up calling one of our mutual friends who was also going, to see if he could offer some basic directions. He apologized for my boyfriend’s behavior and actually went out of his way to walk over to the train station and then walk with me to the restaurant – an almost forty minute walk completely on the other side of town! My (now-ex) boyfriend never did apologize.)

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