Hi there,
So, I am officially in the dog house for the first time (awesome...). So, I lost my job a few days ago and have been out and about making sure I can find another. While I am enroute to the next business to which I would apply, my phone dies. Once I get to the place of business, they had recently opened and I offered to help out a bit. They agreed and I thought this would be a great idea to get an in. Being a half hour away from home and without a cell phone charger, I do the right thing and call my girlfriend to tell her that I was going to home around 8:30PM (kind of a guesstimation). She was cool with it but she did not know exactly where I was or what I was doing because I had to be quick as it was not my phone and I didn't want to blurt out I was looking for a job in front of the potential person that would hire me.
So, we worked and worked unpacking boxes and organizing so things look pretty. By the end of it, it was around 9 (not too late), and I was ready to leave. Do note, I am about an hour away. However, the manager offers to buy me dinner. I accept. Around there I thought, "Hey, maybe I should call my girlfriend and let her know what's going on." I did not because I didn't want to look like a loser borrowing this guy's phone twice. So, he picked up dinner, brought it back to his place of business, we ate and broed around a bit until I thought it was getting a bit late. Also note, I am in a clockless and windowless room. He pitches me $10.00, takes my resume, thanks me, and I leave. I catch my car clock and it's 11:00PM. "Not good..." I thought. So, I drive home getting back at 11:45PM desperately sorry.
She (understandably) freaked out. I was not expecting her to worry so much but now that I think about it, it's not too farfetched. So, she told my brother, her mom, and her friends (whom she invited over so she would stop crying) that she was worrying. She called the police, and called the place of business I was at.
As for me, I feel bad. It was my own pride preventing me from picking up the phone and now I have the couch. So, I'm trying to think of how to show her I am really very sorry and that I will never do it again. Just so everyone knows, it is very out of character for me to do that which is why her freaking out over me not coming home is pretty understandable. So just know, I probably won't do it again.
Question is: What do I do...?
So, I am officially in the dog house for the first time (awesome...). So, I lost my job a few days ago and have been out and about making sure I can find another. While I am enroute to the next business to which I would apply, my phone dies. Once I get to the place of business, they had recently opened and I offered to help out a bit. They agreed and I thought this would be a great idea to get an in. Being a half hour away from home and without a cell phone charger, I do the right thing and call my girlfriend to tell her that I was going to home around 8:30PM (kind of a guesstimation). She was cool with it but she did not know exactly where I was or what I was doing because I had to be quick as it was not my phone and I didn't want to blurt out I was looking for a job in front of the potential person that would hire me.
So, we worked and worked unpacking boxes and organizing so things look pretty. By the end of it, it was around 9 (not too late), and I was ready to leave. Do note, I am about an hour away. However, the manager offers to buy me dinner. I accept. Around there I thought, "Hey, maybe I should call my girlfriend and let her know what's going on." I did not because I didn't want to look like a loser borrowing this guy's phone twice. So, he picked up dinner, brought it back to his place of business, we ate and broed around a bit until I thought it was getting a bit late. Also note, I am in a clockless and windowless room. He pitches me $10.00, takes my resume, thanks me, and I leave. I catch my car clock and it's 11:00PM. "Not good..." I thought. So, I drive home getting back at 11:45PM desperately sorry.
She (understandably) freaked out. I was not expecting her to worry so much but now that I think about it, it's not too farfetched. So, she told my brother, her mom, and her friends (whom she invited over so she would stop crying) that she was worrying. She called the police, and called the place of business I was at.
As for me, I feel bad. It was my own pride preventing me from picking up the phone and now I have the couch. So, I'm trying to think of how to show her I am really very sorry and that I will never do it again. Just so everyone knows, it is very out of character for me to do that which is why her freaking out over me not coming home is pretty understandable. So just know, I probably won't do it again.
Question is: What do I do...?