Ugh.
So today was the last day to purchase Prom tickets at my school, and all last weekend I was texting Jack about whether he wants me to bring money to school and pay for part/all of my ticket or if he was going to handle it himself. I got no reply whatsoever. In newspaper today we were sorting out and organizing the Prom permission forms, and I saw his in there and that made me think that he took care of the tickets on his own but didn't say anything. With my luck, that was not the case!
2:56 PM: I'm halfway out to my car, getting ready to call a florist to place my boutonniere order, when I get a text. "Sorry, I was asleep when I got your text last night. I only brought $40 (the cost of one ticket) to school with me, so I don't think I'm going to be able to pay for yours. Sorry"
WERE YOU ASLEEP ALL FREAKING WEEKEND LONG BOY?!
How much money was in my wallet, you ask? $20. So I paid for half a ticket, owe the Librarian $20 tomorrow, and am ready to strangle Jack.
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