Waste of money
I once paid a small fortune to a solicitor in a legal case. She got lost on the way to court, turned up late with the wrong papers and started an argument with the judge, who told her to "shut up, for the love of God". A stunning investment.
Thanks to golddust for the suggestion
( , Thu 30 Sep 2010, 12:45)
I once paid a small fortune to a solicitor in a legal case. She got lost on the way to court, turned up late with the wrong papers and started an argument with the judge, who told her to "shut up, for the love of God". A stunning investment.
Thanks to golddust for the suggestion
( , Thu 30 Sep 2010, 12:45)
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I'm an idiot
I've only ever been on one blind date* and I've sworn to never do it again, this is why.
I got set up on a blind date by a friend with one of his work colleagues. He assured me she's about 5'3, cute, long brunette hair and great company. Had a very brief phone conversation with her beforehand and she tells me she'll be wearing a red coat.
I arrive and am relieved to see her walking in the opposite direction towards me as I reach the restaurant. I run up and say hi, give her a hug, she looks more nervous than I do. Excellent. Ask if she's hungry and ready to grab something to eat, she replies 'Ummm...sure', a lot more nervous, brilliant!
Small talk for a bit, ask her what she does etc. If she does this sort of thing often, tell her she sounds a bit different on the phone; she has no clue what I'm on about. About 10 mins in, my phone buzzes, I'd usually not answer it on a date, but it's the blind date calling? Huh?
Excuse myself and answer it, she's sorry, but she's going to be about an hour late because she got held up at work. So who the hell am I on a date with? Just some random that I met on the street, which explains why she was so nervous and bemused.
I had to rush through the meal with her in record time before the actual blind date arrived. Then I had to spin some bullshit upon meeting her and take her somewhere else because I'd already used up my reservation and the waiting staff would think I was nuts.
So I paid for two meals that day, and struggled through the second one while trying to act all normal (I barely touched the steak). I got the first girl's number at the end but never heard from her again, and the first meal was more expensive than the second one!
Not only that, but the second one told my friend that I was acting weird during the meal.
Top work Catherine in the red coat, wherever you may be, you played a blinder and got free food and drink that night!
*Technically, two.
( , Thu 30 Sep 2010, 14:39, 6 replies)
I've only ever been on one blind date* and I've sworn to never do it again, this is why.
I got set up on a blind date by a friend with one of his work colleagues. He assured me she's about 5'3, cute, long brunette hair and great company. Had a very brief phone conversation with her beforehand and she tells me she'll be wearing a red coat.
I arrive and am relieved to see her walking in the opposite direction towards me as I reach the restaurant. I run up and say hi, give her a hug, she looks more nervous than I do. Excellent. Ask if she's hungry and ready to grab something to eat, she replies 'Ummm...sure', a lot more nervous, brilliant!
Small talk for a bit, ask her what she does etc. If she does this sort of thing often, tell her she sounds a bit different on the phone; she has no clue what I'm on about. About 10 mins in, my phone buzzes, I'd usually not answer it on a date, but it's the blind date calling? Huh?
Excuse myself and answer it, she's sorry, but she's going to be about an hour late because she got held up at work. So who the hell am I on a date with? Just some random that I met on the street, which explains why she was so nervous and bemused.
I had to rush through the meal with her in record time before the actual blind date arrived. Then I had to spin some bullshit upon meeting her and take her somewhere else because I'd already used up my reservation and the waiting staff would think I was nuts.
So I paid for two meals that day, and struggled through the second one while trying to act all normal (I barely touched the steak). I got the first girl's number at the end but never heard from her again, and the first meal was more expensive than the second one!
Not only that, but the second one told my friend that I was acting weird during the meal.
Top work Catherine in the red coat, wherever you may be, you played a blinder and got free food and drink that night!
*Technically, two.
( , Thu 30 Sep 2010, 14:39, 6 replies)
^This^...
...is the reason internet dating websites encourage members to post photos of themselves.
( , Thu 30 Sep 2010, 14:42, closed)
...is the reason internet dating websites encourage members to post photos of themselves.
( , Thu 30 Sep 2010, 14:42, closed)
i think that's to ensure the ratio of cocks vs pussy photos on the interweb evens out
also click for the story
( , Thu 30 Sep 2010, 14:46, closed)
I dunno...
I'e been on dates from internet sites where the person didn't look a thing like their picture but rather be about 20 years older or stone heavier, and I still had to pay for the bloody meal.
( , Thu 30 Sep 2010, 14:53, closed)
I'e been on dates from internet sites where the person didn't look a thing like their picture but rather be about 20 years older or stone heavier, and I still had to pay for the bloody meal.
( , Thu 30 Sep 2010, 14:53, closed)
This sounds like the premise for a RomCom
Probably involving Hugh Grant and Cameron Diaz.
I'd buy it, but I wouldn't watch it
( , Thu 30 Sep 2010, 14:54, closed)
Probably involving Hugh Grant and Cameron Diaz.
I'd buy it, but I wouldn't watch it
( , Thu 30 Sep 2010, 14:54, closed)
This begs the question:
Why, exactly, did you not say "Oh my Christ, I thought you were someone else! Oh, I'm so sorry, this is embarrassing!"
I mean, it would be a pretty hilarious story to tell the second gal, eh?
( , Sat 2 Oct 2010, 8:30, closed)
Why, exactly, did you not say "Oh my Christ, I thought you were someone else! Oh, I'm so sorry, this is embarrassing!"
I mean, it would be a pretty hilarious story to tell the second gal, eh?
( , Sat 2 Oct 2010, 8:30, closed)
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