Someone was telling me it wasn't meant to be
I somehow managed to get a rather good looking girl from the office to go out on a date with me (honestly I don't know how, the art of the chat up has eluded me all my life). I picked her up without incident and drove to a restaurant in Stratford upon Avon (about a 1/2 hour drive).
When we got to the restaurant we discovered it'd been closed down. Strolled around looking for something else. It started to rain so we went into the next place we found. It was a Chinese takeaway/restaurant that smelled of old cooking oil. Conversation was difficult as it was obvious she had pretty much lost interest.
She made some excuse she needed to be home by 12:30 so we started home. Got about half way when I got a puncture. She got out of the car and was phoning friends giving them a not too subtle overview of the night. I was not painted in a good light.
When the wheel was replaced we started off. I tried to make light of our evening but got stony silence. I wanted the night over as quickly as possible, get her dropped off and get to bed and try to forget the whole thing. Got pulled over by the Police for speeding. £30 fine and 3 points.
She'd phoned another friend whilst I was getting a ticking off, who turned up in a chav-mobile and they sped away.
By Monday lunchtime everyone at work knew the details.
A friend did tell me that I’d look back on it and laugh in the future. It’s been 10 years now and it still makes me cringe when I think about it.
(TitanLX, Fri 25 Mar 2011, 10:14, 1 reply)

this for the win

( zulu eh?, Fri 25 Mar 2011, 10:39, closed)