Double Booking

Yesterday morning, Bobby asked me if I wanted to go to the Yaz concert. I had no idea who they were. After a quick Google confirmed that I was familiar with a few of their songs, I said I'd go.

Of course, I already had plans last night with Barack. But I hadn't heard from him since Friday. As soon as I told Bobby I would go, Barack texted me to firm up plans for that night.

Oops.

I talked to him briefly after work. Bobby and I were heading to dinner, so I couldn't really talk. Barack sounded sad/concerned which is good for my high maintenance side.