You will not be surprised to learn that Sunday came and went without another word from Mr. Unusual.
I did send off an email to my friend, letting her know she was completely right in her prediction.
She replied: If it’s any consolation, that makes him a cliché, rather than an actual person.
It’s always those “next” future dates that get sticky… so many possible ways to disconnect the date.
“Oh, you thought it was this next Sunday, I meant next, next Sunday.”
… or just some generic next Sunday in the somewhat distant future.
So true! I think there’s also a fundamental disconnect that often happens on the internet: People are interacting with a keyboard and screen and creating pixels. They forget that they are actually interacting with a person, and creating plans and expectations.