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Do you flirt with check-out girls just for the heck of it? Are you a check-out girl and flirt with sad-looking middle-aged men for fun? Are you Vernon Kay? Tell us about flirting triumphs and disasters

Thanks to Che Grimsdale for the suggestion

(, Thu 18 Feb 2010, 13:00)
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In which grandmasterfluffles flirts accidentally and actually manages to pull
So, last night I was at a gig. This is not unusual in itself. A few of us went for a drink or three afterwards - also not remotely unusual, as anyone who hangs out with classical musicians will tell you. I was sitting opposite a rather fit baritone I’d never met before, but we were getting on very well. At some point, the conversation turned to flirting and I said, very truthfully, “I’ve been told I’m the world’s biggest flirt, but I’ve never any idea I’m doing it. In fact, if I actually want to flirt with someone, I have absolutely no idea how to go about it.”

Civilised conversation continued until we all decided to part ways. By this time, Fit Baritone and I had discovered that we lived a mere five minutes walk from one another, and so we got the bus together to Kentish Town, by which time we’d decided to have another drink at one of the many watering holes round that way. Trouble was, by the time we got there it was very late and everything was shut. “Never mind,” said Fit Baritone, “Come back to mine for a quick nightcap.” This I did.

So we got to his place, had some port and listened to some records and had a nice chat - all very cultured and civilised. Then it was time for me to leave, and as I was getting my stuff together, I suddenly found myself locked in a rather intense embrace with him, complete with lots of heavy breathing (him) and utter bemusement (me).

It turns out that while we were having drinks, at the moment that I delivered the line, “I’m the world’s biggest flirt,” my leg just happened to brush against his. He actually thought I was playing footsie with him under the table, when in actual fact I was totally oblivious to the entirely accidental physical contact.

I’m going on a date with him on Friday. Score!
(, Tue 23 Feb 2010, 15:08, 7 replies)
Blow his oboe
and he will be very happy
(, Tue 23 Feb 2010, 15:22, closed)
for you!! :) Keep us all informed ;)
(, Tue 23 Feb 2010, 15:39, closed)
Bit of a long shot
But is this fella named Gary? Know a lad who fits that discription and lives there. Errr... his name's Gary.
(, Tue 23 Feb 2010, 15:54, closed)
(, Tue 23 Feb 2010, 18:05, closed)
Nice one!
Classical musos are all completely filthy anyway. I've never come back from a choir tour without at least one story for which the tabloids would have paid good money had any of the protagonists involved actually been famous.

Bonus clickage for the puntastic "Score!".
(, Tue 23 Feb 2010, 16:50, closed)

sweet - well done for not bedding him on 1st night, he'll respect you a lot more now.
(, Tue 23 Feb 2010, 17:09, closed)
If he didn't respect me after I slept with him
I wouldn't want to sleep with him in the first place. I am shy, rather than anti-sluttiness.
(, Tue 23 Feb 2010, 18:05, closed)

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