Monday, March 30, 2009

Late dinner guest

Sometimes the writing is already on the wall. I have been cooking since 5pm, going slow, in anticipation of the arrival of my dinner guest. He called and said he was delayed and would be on his way when he was through. That was before 5pm. I started the preparation then. I am cooking chicken and shrimp with pasta in a cream sauce.

I figured that he would be here by 7:00/7:30. I mean, that is a decent time period to arrive to visit a friend you have not seen for a decade, who is staying with family and not a hotel. Maybe it's a cultural divide.

I find that I am always upset with him. He is not dependable. If you agree to something, you don't break your word. And certainly not repeatedly.

Harlem Mama says I am being miserable.

Maybe I am.

4 comments:

Azikiwe said...

"chicken and shrimp with pasta in a cream sauce...."

hmmmm...i'll be there by SIX !! ;-)

Bodhisattva Harlem Mama said...

but i agree with you...late is rude. but a good time was had anyway and better to chill the bad feeling and invite more timely people the next time around.

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