Someone was supposed to come over to pick up 2 litres of Steve's milk yesterday, but they forgot and we rearranged it for this morning. Fair enough. With literally 5 minutes to go of the time slot they promised, they sent me a message to say that they wouldn't be over after all, so I've just had to tip 2 litres of milk down the sink and waste £4.40.
Not a happy bunny at all.
I'm predicting, at 10.04am that Steve won't fancy cooking lunch again today either, so I'll be left to go hungry for the 4th day this week, yet he's eaten 3 meals a day, every day so far this week. So much for making all my meals and drinks for me eh?