don’t do it!!!
After spending many an evening on disastrous date after disastrous date, the final straw came when I was in a club (not having a mid-life crisis it was sons friends birthday party) and a spotty pubescent somethingager came over, wiped his nose on his sleeve and whispered the words, “You’re quite fit, fancy a bunk up?”
Realising that I wasn’t going to find loves true dream in a rave (where let’s be honest most of the people there should have been looking into appointments at tattoo removal Maidenhead). I took the plunge and put an ad in a lonely hearts column. Yes, shock horror- what on earth possessed me? After sifting through the nutcases and totally insane I replied to a guy who sounded quite normal and had a sense of humour. We conversed by email for a while and then I made the plunge and called him. Was presently surprised by his voice and we spent quite a while shooting the breeze. A few more phone calls later and we decided to take the next step and meet up- for lunch.
As I walked into the bistro I spotted a rather tasty looking guy at the bar, unaccompanied and looking like he was wating for someone. How wrong can a wrong woman be! My ’date’was sat in a corner, picking his nose with a well-used handkerchief, which he then put on the table. I didn’t manage to swing round fast enough and he leapt out of the seat like a Jaguar. I still don’t know how I got through the lunch. Apart from his appearance, the smell of him, his rather unsightly table manners, or lack of them, he spent the whole time telling me of his previous partners wrong doings and how he was going to get back at her. As I made some excuse to leave he actually said to me “So I feel the vibe, don’t you?”
How wrong can a wrong man be?
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