Nice eyeshadow, seen that somewhere before...
Happened a while ago, but the "what the hell" factor still remains.

Started a new job, after much persuasion from best mate. The job was crap and the wage blew goats, but i needed the money, so i stayed. Only to unwittingly become a victim of the self appointed company match maker who set me up with a guy called ...actually, lets just refer to him as R. Being on the rebound, and seriously fed up, i threw my caution to the wind and went on a date with R. Fair enough, i will admit, in his work uniform, he was bloody gorgeous, but fuck me, was i in for a suprise.
R turned up, much to my suprise, but what shocked me further was his outfit- brown cowboy boots, black leather trousers (so tight they were obscene) and a shirt identical to what my grandmother had bought previously, ruffles and lace.
And full make up.
Needless to say, things fizzled out within about an hour. Mainly cos i was flirting with a guy at the bar (who is now my current boyfriend).
Next day at work, R is giving me an evil glare, possibly trying to curse me, and match maker flounces in, certain she has done something good. Couldnt be more wrong, and i tell her the only thing that me and R have in common is the fact that we wear the same colour and brand of eyeshadow.

My god that woman was a twunt.
(cookie_freak, Mon 25 Oct 2004, 15:53, Reply)