Also, who just takes the greeter's word for it? If I'm meeting someone, I always look, just in case. More often than not my party has been there and they just didn't know/weren't told/didn't care.

Yeah, I would definitely do a walk-around before leaving. Shit happens. Anyway, are you going to reschedule?

15 minutes is a not unreasonable cut-off point if there's been no word of delay from the other party.

Hmmm... See, I'm more like Phil Collins: "I waited for you for hours in the rain."

OK, not that bad....

OK, then I'm not mad at her for bailing in 15.

My phone says her first text as "received at 7:29 stored 7:47", whatever that means.

Yeah definitely worth another shot!

Dude, your phone is totally trying to cockblock you. That ain't right.

Are you going to try meeting up again?

Yeah, maybe next week.

Also, who just takes the greeter's word for it? I

I looked around when I got there and didn't see her. I'm pretty sure she got there after me but somehow I missed her walking in - I was kinda' expecting to see someone looking around, not going straight to the bar.

I think this is the first time I've planned to meet someone for the first time without planning where in the establishment we'd meet. Bad planning on our part.

That sucks, tommy! I was thinking about the click thing earlier, because I have definately felt in in friendship, but NSM in dating. I think maybe it is a way also of explaning how things might look good on paper, but not in real life. For example, for several years out of college, my BFF M and her mom thought her brother P and I should get together (yes, this is the P of buying too much cheese), because we were both smart, and fannish and into theatre. But we totally do not click, even though on paper, we like the same things. We are great friends, but we irritate the ever loving shit out of each other. We joke now that if we ever got together, we would live on two separate floors, watching our different favorite teevee shows. On the other hand, M's other brother and I sort of clicked, although we had a lot less in common. He was dating someone who he later married, so it was not an option, and no one is upset, but there was definitely a click. So, in sort, the click is unexplainable.

I'm sorry you failed to connect this time, but honestly, the fact that you both got told the same thing by the greeter within a mutually acceptable 6-minute window *and remembered the exact times to compare notes* sounds to me like (a) good reason to pick another place next time and (b) a potential future funny story.

Oh, and (c) shitty-assed cell service.

I have to fall on the side of "try to meet up again".

I once almost missed a date because rather than show up at the front of the theater at a given time like we'd agreed, he was waiting in his car out in the parking lot expecting to be notified of my arrival via text. (Which would have been fine if we'd actually discussed doing that, but I'm not a mind reader.)

Dude, your phone is totally trying to cockblock you. That ain't right.

Suddenly I understand why they call it "Virgin Mobile."