Next time we'll know better

Friday: Demise works out that I fancy her, after everyone else on the planet has already worked it out.
Saturday: We're both out on a friend's birthday and she ignores me all night.
Monday: I am rather short with her in telling her that I didn't much like being ignored, so she stops speaking to me again.

So, today, I apologise to her. It hasn't done me any good, as she's still not speaking to me.

I don't know why I bother.