My fitbit shows the blood pressure rising. Nobody likes to be stood out.
The least John could do was let me know the reason for delay, and at what time should I expect him.
To add insult to injury, his phone is switched off.
The bugger has lost his next increment. I’m his boss ….
He met with an accident, while I was waiting. I’m sorry, John!
To compensate for the bitterness in the piece, I give below the link to an English song from an old Hindi flick