Possibility of Flakitude

Reliability is one trait I value about myself. My sister too.

But what is flaking? Why does it happen? Why would someone flake in face of a great possibility? Is it because of discomfort? Is it because of distaste?

Most of the time, I can sense it. I can smell it. It’s as if I dip my hand into a deep barrel of muck, I can tell you whether flaking will occur.

So why do I even go ahead to buy tickets—to spend my own money—almost betting that the person I buy it for will show up.

It’s a cost-value analysis. If there’s not enough benefits and the barrier of entry is too high, it’s a no go. But this analysis often doesn’t happen until the end. But perhaps for some, no decision is ever set in stone. Everything can be changed.

Never for me. The idea of me changing my mind is not something that is natural to me when I have already made a final decision. Even if I will dislike the event and know that I won’t enjoy it, I will go even if it’s to satisfy my own principles. But then, all events have potential for something greater. I can’t get anywhere if I stay home and sleep more.

Several years ago, I took a bus across turn at an insane hour of 8 am. When I arrived at the restaurant, I felt it in the air. My friend wasn’t going to show up. “Table for one,” I said after the fifteen minute waiting period. And by myself, I enjoyed a breakfast on my own.

So tell me, why don’t people just tell me the truth? Why are they too cowardly to say, “hey i really don’t like spending time with you”? Why can’t they tell me upfront that they really aren’t that interested? Sure things do come up, but what reason is laziness?

At least in my planning ways, I typically have plan b and plan c in works. Or at least would anybody want to go to a Giants Game (vs. Dodgers) on April 6th? Just one ticket. ONE. It’s opening week.

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