My Dating Life Is An Epic Fail

I'm convinced that my dating life is an epic fail.  Or at least trying to set up a date with "pilot boy" is an epic fail.  

We had plans to meet in person last week.  First it was plans for a week ago Saturday during a longer lay-over that he had scheduled at O'Hare.  But, as luck would have it, due to flight delays the night before, he and crew were grounded from working the Miami to Chicago flight on Saturday due to having gone over their allowed flight hours in the preceding twenty-four hours.  They were then deadheaded to Chicago on a slightly later flight so that they could work the Chicago to New York flight but it was a late enough flight up to Chicago as to eliminate a chance for us to meet.

We then made plans to meet on Wednesday.  He was scheduled to be done with his flight schedule either Tuesday night or Wednesday morning which would allow him to fly on a pass to Chicago before heading down to his home in Florida for a few days off.  Hello, a man willing to fly from New York to Tampa by way of Chicago for dinner with me...he was prepared to earn major brownie points for that effort.  Even if he can fly for free on a pass since he flies with a major airline carrier, Chicago isn't exactly on the way from New York to Tampa.  But, of course, Sunday morning his schedule changed and he had to pick up a shift that wouldn't allow him to meet up with me this past Wednesday.

That then lead us to make plans for tomorrow.  I happen to be taking a comp day from work tomorrow since I have several comp days to burn and having this previously scheduled day off work would enable me to meet up with him whenever he'd be able to get in town.  His work schedule this week is such that he'd be flying in just to spend time with me so there wouldn't be any work related complications / delays.

Which leads us to this afternoon when I sent him the following text to confirm the plans we had for tomorrow:  "So, given our track record of things not working out at the last minute, I'm hesitant to ask this but...are we on for actually meeting tomorrow?"  And his response..."Oh shit - I totally rearranged things!  I meant to text you just lot going on!  Plus I have a little cold.  :( sorry"

Really?!?!  He rearranged things already and was "meaning to text me"?!?!?!

I responded that I had a hunch that something may have come up as that always seems to be the case. He came back that he has a hunch that we'll eventually meet and that it's "inevitable" that we do.  Inevitable...really?!?!  That's the best you can come up with?!?!

I came back with "The ball is in your court...I am game, we just have to make it happen with the craziness that always seems to pop up in your neck of the woods."  Basically trying to say to him that I'm onto his game of always having to cancel for crap reasons and that, while I'm interested, he needs to make some effort.  Needless to say I haven't gotten a response back to that text yet!

  I mean really, I realize that things come up, sometimes at the last minute, but is it too much for me to ask that he have a bit of respect to proactively be in touch when things change and not wait for me to call him out?  Was he going to wait until tomorrow morning to let me know that things had suddenly changed?

It's craziness I tell you!