Stop proving to me that you guys are jerks

Once again, once again, some stupid guy out there has to prove to me that the male population is made up of J E R K S. Let me retell the story that i have repeated umpteen times.

On a wonderful Saturday morning, when i could jolly well be sleeping, I was busy rushing to get ready to meet these 2 ppl. Hall 13 and Hall 15 Social Secretaries. We were to meet to buy some balloons are the Hall Opening Ceremony. And these balloons must be able to lift up 1 x 3 m banners when filled with helium.

Our task: To bring a banner along , fill the largest balloon we can find with helium, and pray for a mircale.

Well, because I dont have a banner, hall 15 social sec brought one along.

We planned to meet at 1 pm at Somerset MRT station.

I woke up at like 10 jus to prepare and make sure I wasn't late. Being the ambassador of Hall 14, I dun wanna do anything that reflects badly on the hall (H A H A).

I reached at 1.05pm. Slightly late, but i really rushed. Hall 15 SS msged to tell me he will be late and told us to go ahead first. He didnt even tell me where the place was, he jus expects me to step into Centrepoint and the shop will jus drop from the sky right in front of my feet. Well, Hall 13 SS was like 15 minutes late. So i decided i'll go find out where the shop that sells homogous balloons were. Found it and Hall 13 SS arrived shortly after.

There wasn't much the both of us could do, except look at the colours of the balloons, and repeat the prices in front of the sales girl again and again. After that, both of us just stood awkwardly in front of the salesgirl.

I suggested to hall 13 SS that she calls Hall 15 SS. It was already 130 and there was absolutely nothing else the two of us could do already.

She obediently called. (She looks kinda scared of me I dunno why. I'm as nice as a button wad. {copyright: http://xiaxue.blogspot.com})

Apparently, he was stuck at a traffic jam at scotts. And he was late because he had to send him father somewhere. So I thought to myself 'Hmm.. he should be here in abt 15 min time' ( I gave him parking time)

In the meantime, I went to Times to check if there're any nice cheap books worth buying. Ended up buying [5 people you meet in Heaven].

1.50.

I got kinda frustrated, cos I've walked every inch of Times' carpet. I decided, i should just call him myself.

Me: Where are you now?

Him: Err.. I'm parking my vehicle now..

Me: I thought you were at Scotts 20 min ago?

Him: Sorry there was a traffic jam..

Me: Where are you now?

Him: Mmm.. i'm at the building opposite.. Specialist Centre.

[Silence for abt 3 seconds. I was trying to contain my anger]

Me: Do you know you made us wait for you for an hour?

Him: (squeks) sorry....

du.............

I ended the call jus like that. I was toooo furious. I cant stand late people, which are dangerously seriously late.