This week’s Monday’s Morals question asked about a scenario I found myself in several years ago.  I was essentially accused of “double booking” with two of my friends.
(Here’s the question, and if you’d like to play, it’s never too late…just click that link and leave your answer!)
“Friend A” invited me over to his house to hang out for the afternoon.  I had already made plans for later in the evening to go see a movie with “Friend B.”  I told “A” of this before accepting his invitation, even knowing that “A” seemed jealous of “B.”  I didn’t want there to be a problem.
Perhaps I should have known better.
While I was hanging out with “A,” I did check my watch a few times.  Note that I said “a few.”  No more than three times in about seven hours.  But if he’d suggest watching a movie, or going up the road to a stable where his wife had her horse, I naturally wanted to have an idea of how much time we’d have.
Though he never mentioned it until a month or so later, this highly offended him.  He accused me of “double booking” on him.
Something I never understood, since I told him before I agreed to come over that I had other plans for that evening.  I think he wanted me to end up cancelling on “B.”  But I wouldn’t have done that, and he certainly wouldn’t have wanted that if he’d been “B.”
Needless to say, we went our separate ways not long after that.  It still bothers me.  But it doesn’t bother me enough to pretend that I think I was in the wrong when I know I wasn’t.
So at least that’s something.