I arranged to go out for dinner with my girlfriend Friday night, then I ended up having to work 6am until 11pm. Rang her up to tell her I couldn't make it, full expecting her to go nuts and prepared to tell her to f off as there was nothing I could do about it and I was the dickhead having to do a 17 hour day. Then she just goes, 'it's not your fault' and bursts into tears. Made me feel guilty as sin.
They're good at that eh
