when i work myself into this i probly deserve it...
so, i go round girlfriends on a thursday nite, the day after her brother comes back from the old US of A. now her bro is a top bloke and i know most of the guys he hangs around with. As it's his homecoming, he gets a group round and they prepare to go out on the lash.
*tactless b/f moment* 'Miss Ting? can i go too?'
so yeah that didnt end up too well. now i'd got myself here there was no way out...
she'd said yes in the most reluctant of ways, so i started getting ready, but then i came back to her to talk to her as in 'are you sure it's ok?' type thing and we came to the conclusion that if i didnt go now, things would be awkward.
cue more silence of the aforementioned type and i REALLY wanted to back out and stay with her, but her mood was getting more and more hostile.
so along came the taxi. having taken the advice that she gave me that i should go, i went outside. i was really backing out at this point so the taxi driver said 'are you coming, tom?' and everyone was looking at me - 4 people in the taxi, 1 unimpressed girlfriend at the door, and probly most of birchington high street.
'.......erm.......yeah' i STUPIDLY said.
*cue slamming of front door, and me having to explain i'm going back in to take on the impossible task of making things up.*
luckily, i admitted my defeat, and we went out on the lash with her mum and mums fiancee. much drinkage and falling about ensued, til we got back home and got down with the inevitable...
if you were me, what would you have done (other than not be a tactless prick and ask to go in the first place)?
(I R Tomsk pyromaniacs will only inflame the situation, Sat 15 Oct 2005, 12:38, Reply)