But today, nobody told me!

So this coworker and I...we've gotten quite chummy. I'm not sure what to call her, but she likes to talk and gossip. I am not sure how it got out, but she told Mr. National Geographic Shoes that I called him flakey. I've already said this to him, jokingly. But I don't understand why she'd feel the need to tell him that!

Anyway, Mr. NGS hasn't embraced being called flakey. "It was only that one time." It was more than once, but I seriously hate and lose respect for people who can't keep plans. And for me to call them on it makes me go UUUGH.

We have this company picnic coming up Saturday. Mr. NGS had offered to give me a lift, and I never game him a direct answer. Instead I told him I didn't know if I was going to go with him because he is flakey. He was like "alright. Just thought I would offer."

I feel kind of bad but I guess I am punishing him for flaking out on me repeatedly. Plus I just feel really used by him. I didn't like that he seemed to want to get really friendly with me when he was having a low point with his girlfriend.

But why am I even blogging about this? I had a great 3 hour conversation on the phone last night with a guy  I've totally clicked with. I have even matched my first name with his last name. They don't go. He has no nickname yet.