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Monday, December 18, 2006
6:53 PM I Got A Date With The Night After my hectic week, I managed to end it perfectly; I went for a drink with the girl from Trinity! I took Miss T's advice and basically just asked her out (after a bit of emailing and texting). And as T requested, I am now blogging it up: It was great! OK, she was 25 minutes late so I was at the bar looking like a bit of a lemon, but the year of self improvement has left me comfortable with that. Sunday night is a pretty weird time to go out.. the place was pretty empty but it was kinda cool. So we chatted about the usual stuff, and found a bit of common ground when it comes to music- she likes Five too! She joked about not having AIDS (you had to have been there, don't worry, it was nothing distasteful) and about drinking puke. That might sound a little strange, but it's not like I always chat about normal stuff. Then, however, came the awkward part of the conversation; her asking me that question... "So, what is it you do exactly?" Uh oh. There are usually two ways of handling this. I either say "barcodes, mate" and leave it at that, or (the safer option) I just make up a job. I've been known to say... "I work at Spud-U-Like. I make baked potatoes for people!" "I'm a male escort. The money is great, but I have to boff old widows for it... which is also great!" "I'm a kung-fu instructor. I teach people how to do kung fu" And so on... Anyway, I didn't really want to lie, so I went for option one. I bored her (and myself) to death for the following 5 minutes explaining what I did, and how the people who print white and gold barcodes on bottles of Corona (the drink I had) were, and I quote, "loose cannons". That part of the conversation dead and buried (and hopefully never to zombie), we were able to move on. Time really flew by, and at about 10pm the music stopped and we were booted out. We walked to my car in the freezing cold (remember, I lost my coat at the Christmas party) and I dropped her off home. She is -and I'm not scared to say it- cool de la. Leave a comment ::
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Well done!
Yay you!!!!
Awesome. And of course Five! if five is the band I'm thinking of that spell it 5ive.
Boff an old widow....perhaps it was best you didn't go with this one.
tim - Five are all good! She also likes rock music too, but no rock song can get you going on the dancefloor like the Five megamix.
Good man. When you get married you owe me for the "setup".
I hope she gave a good reason for the lateness? You know, flame throwering invading aliens, thwarting the evil plans of a tyrannical sorcerer, trying to find her keys... that sort of thing.
No real excuse was given, maybe she was just excercising her femenine control over hapless guys..?
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