I’ve had to break up with a couple of ‘flakes.’ To me, a flake is the type of person who is non-apologetically late to meet up. She’s never late because of a valid reason. It is always oversleeping or spending time with her man that has made her late. When they do show, they wanna play with their phone and mess around with their messages and social media. “Um, hello. I am right here. I made a point to take time out of my day to have face to face time with you so we can catch up. Put the GD phone away before I throw it away.”
Another example of a ‘flake’ (to me) is a friend who, the moment she meets a new guy, will upend her whole social life for him. He calls, she drops plans with everyone at the last minute. I had one friend, who, AS I WAS walking out of the house with keys in hand to meet her, called to let me know she was canceling to spend time with her new boyfriend. I wasn’t pissed she was in love with this guy she’d only been sleeping with for a week (they would eventually marry and divorce). I was pissed because we had plans to see a movie and get a meal, and instead of going with me, she did the same thing with him on my time. My night was shot. It was disrespectful of my time, the time I had set aside to spend with her. They had been together all day. She could have let me know sooner. But no. Ultimately, they married, divorced, and he is my friend, not her. She ended up being nothing but a hot mess of flaky drama.