A couple of months ago, my neighbor “Chris” (38M) agreed to grab lunch with me one weekend. I thought it would be nice to start getting to know my neighbors better since I was new to the area. We had a few friendly conversations here and there, and it seemed like a nice gesture to connect.

The day comes. I got dressed, did my hair, put on a cute outfit—the whole bit. I even moved things around in my schedule to make time. I texted him to confirm we’re still on… and I get no response. At all. Not even a “Hey, can’t make it” or a “Sorry something came up.”

No explanation. No apology. Nothing. It was like it never happened. I felt so foolish, but I decide to treat myself to lunch anyway.

Now fast forward to today. I’m pulling into the driveway straight from work and see Chris struggling with his groceries. A big container of cat litter and toilet paper, with a bunch of bags he left on the sidewalk a few feet from my house. He also has his phone on speaker in his hand, talking to another girl, while holding the toilet paper and litter, He looks over at me like he wanted my help, and he even said hey. I could’ve helped. But all I could think about was how he didn’t bother to respond or have the courtesy to reach out after. So I kept it moving.

Could I have been the bigger person? I wanted to be kind. But I also think respect goes both ways.

AITAH?