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Men...!

On Wednesday, a friend of mine called to catch up. We had not visited for awhile, so he invited me to go to The Nutcracker with him. I said that would be great. He asked what days were good, and I said either Thursday or Saturday. He Saturday tickets would be too hard to get, so he would get tickets for Thursday.

That same evening, a guy called and asked if I would go with him to his company party Thursday night. I told him I would love to, but I already had plans to see The Nutcracker Thursday night. He apologized and said he should have called in advance. We continued talking, and I mentioned that Las Vegas bowl would be on Saturday. He said that would be fun to watch, and he would probably come over Saturday night to watch the game with me.

On Thursday afternoon, my friend called and had just gotten the tickets, but for Saturday instead of Thursday. So I said, I'm sorry but I can't go now, because I made plans and am having people over on Saturday evening. He apologized, and said it was his fault, because he had said Thursday instead of Saturday.

On Saturday, I watched most of the game (BYU sucked by the way), but the other guy never ended up coming over, or even calling. So I didn't get to see The Nutcracker, or go to a company party, or have someone to watch the game with. Arrgghh! Men! What's a girl to do?

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I would say try dating a girl...Just kidding! Girls can be just as flaky. (Wait! I am a girl1!) Nevertheless, the Nutcracker thing would have TICKED me off!!
Man, that sucks! Stupid boys. Grrrr!

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