You know it rained yesterday? Quite hard? Well apparently a little rain is enough to get you out of a date. A date you were conned into going on in the first place. On a friend's advice I rang him and said I was flooded into my house. Genuinely. I said a lake near my house had burst it's banks and I was flooded in. This, in hindsight, is perhaps not the most believable of excuses and I don't really recommend it, but it has the bonus of being so outrageous that the recipient cant actually call you on it, because who would lie about being flooded into their house?
So i'm back to dodging call's and ignoring messages. Lesson? Free tickets are not worth bad company. Unless you are absolutely sure they really exist.
Next date is Friday with a posh boy I met in a hideous club. Am I worried the first thing he asked me in the noisy club playing terrible music is "where did you go to school?"... You betcha.
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