Viable Prospect: I’m not sure how we left things. Do you fancy another pint or… not?
Me: Another pint could work. When were you thinking?
Me: Could do Sunday after church, or next Fri/Sat?
VP: Sunday after church I do penance. Next w/e in Paris. Arghh
Me: Arghh indeed. Might be easier if you say when you can do.
VP: Am obnoxiously chokka. Sorry. Could do late on the 1st.
Me: The following week (beginning 6th) would be better if you’re around then.
VP: Yup. Sortid.
Sporadic messages exchanged about Paris, mattresses and Noel Coward.
Me: I feel we’ve strayed into pen pal territory here. Are you around at all in the next couple of weeks for face time (not the app)?
VP: Yes. Like on late weds or the following weds?
What is it with fucking Wednesdays?!
Me: How late is late?
For the record, no one can do 10 on a Wednesday. No one.
Me: Can’t do that. Could do the following weds (22nd) at a normal time. Say 7/8.
VP: I like your use of normal.
Me: It is normal for mid-week
VP: I can’t do normal times this week. Up for something normal ish the following…
Lengthy consultation with my new flatmate as to whether this is getting a bit silly.
Me: I feel this is getting a bit silly. Let’s just leave it.
VP: Normal! Silly! Goodness…