Then, that same day, completely forgot to pick me up from school, and was legitimately surprised when I walked in that evening.
Looking back, I genuinely don't blame the man. He had been working his ass off, was exhausted, had to do all the running around, and passed out when he finally could. Didn't hear his phone when I called, so I left a message and went off to a friend's house to play Bloody Roar for awhile.
Sounds like something I would do, ngl. You see "Vet" on your calendar, having a busy day, and end up swinging by on your way home from work or something.
Seems like it would take a confluence of stuff going on, but it seems plausible.