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"Sorry I was almost late," he says. "I ran into traffic. There was an injured child in the middle of the street. I had to operate."
Others have busy lives too, and some of them might take time out to spend time with you. At least the imaginary gentleman apologized for being five seconds late. But Pickypants is too entitled to notice.
If the LW is so busy, self-absorbed and impatient, how does she find the time to even think of the feelings of men she isn't interested in seeing again? Does she seriously believe that the loss of her company really is that devastating? This is what lies behind her question about how to politely decline, as this is straightforward enough. It takes a certain self-confidence, bordering on arrogance, to believe that a declined invitation will never come as a welcome relief.
