Ferret Girl is fired.
I had asked her out for the Cubs game this weekend. Well, as it happens, I screwed up and got tickets for Saturday, instead of Sunday, which is the day she’d said she could go.
So I informed her of that, and suggested we go out Saturday night. She agreed and seemed excited at the prospect.
A few days later, I was talking to her and suggested we go to the Clipper on said Saturday. She told me that she’d have to “get back to me” because she might not be able to make it that night after all. This was on Tuesday.
I haven’t heard from her since then.
I called her last evening to say hello, and see if she was free for tonight. Left a message and have gotten no call back.
The end. She’s fired. And I bet I never see my Ben Stiller DVD’s again.