Im on the other end of the scale, the last twice i was meant to go out with a mate i have had to shy off, the first i woke up with the sh!ts and luckily i didnt go because the same morning i sharted (farted and shat meself) , felt terrible for letting the lad down and had been looking forward to it all week.
was invited out for yesterday morning but had an access visit to my son booked in so had to cancel again, i know the importance of the access i get to my son but at the same time i had the feelings of guilt letting the lad down for the second time in a row, some things just cant be helpe