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The Blind Date... Turned Explosive... 🔥😮
The Blind Date... Turned Explosive... 🔥😮 And then... there was this time when an acquaintance, thought I would enjoy - meeting her friend. Early signs hinted... that the night might not go as planned. The Uber was late. I couldn't wait any longer... so I hailed a cab. A driver with a thick British accent greeted me as I slid into the back seat. He slowly eased into heavy traffic, as I nervously glanced at my watch and spoke ; "Is this, the fastest way? Shouldn't you be taking the highway? Are you from England?" "No. I just watch a lot of 'BBC' and fell in love with the accent," he replied dryly. Funny guy. I made it to the restaurant on time. My date was waiting for me in the lobby. She was shorter and much older ; than her friend had described. And, she had a cute cheerful smile. We warmly greeted each other and casually, made our way to the hostess. "Reservations for Paul," I cavalierly proclaimed. The woman in the black dress and gold rimmed glasses scanned her page of names, brought a pen up to her mouth, looked at me... and smirked. "We have no reservations under that name sir. Are you sure , you called?" "Yes! I called on Monday and made reservations for next Saturday. That's today," I replied with a tinge of exasperation, seeping into my voice. She responded, with a lecture. "No sir. That's not, how it works here. THIS Saturday is today. NEXT Saturday means next WEEK," she raised her glasses and peered into my (livid) eyes. "By the way sir... NEXT Saturday, we've still got openings. Would you like a reservation?" I must have turned a deep shade of red ; as her monologue lengthened. "Now... the wait tonight is only t.wo hours. In the mean time you and... your lady friend, can appreciate our beautiful 'art', in the lounge. She pointed with her pen, to a petite, poorly lit room... over by the side. We left. I found another restaurant with an open table... down the street. My 'lady friend'- Veronica - and I finally ... settled into our seats and began the inevitable, small talk. I (mistakenly) asked about her ex husband. "Yes... He was killed by the drink... he was," she spoke while lowering her eyes. "Ahhh... He was an alcoholic," I nodded sadly. "Oh no. He got h.it by a Budweiser truck." A fine bottle of French Bordeaux had - at last - arrived. "Thank God," I thought and quickly, changed the topic. "Have you read any good books recently," I queried hopefully. "Oh I don't read books. But I am a member of a book club. Makes me feel... as if I read. You know?" she smiled. I looked at her and blinked. Veronica was nervously chugging her third glass of wine when she suddenly clutched her stomach and grimaced. "Oh my! This wine... is going to go straight through me." I cringed and silently waited - as if expecting something to happen. She spoke... hesitantly... "You know Paul... I don't feel well. Excuse me," and she sprinted to the lady's room. Our night together, ended when she returned. Turns out... her issues were best dealt with, at home. We politely shook hands and went our separate ways. I hailed a cab. Of all the coincidences... you'll never guess who my cabbie was? Yes - it was 'British guy'. What were the chances, huh? In spite of his protests, I obliged him to take the expressway. He... had been right! Road work had completely bottled everything up and we crawled along... for more than an hour. It wasn't as bad as it sounded. I got to listen to his 'Beatles' channel, on Spotify and his stories of growing up in Manchester. Interesting stuff. I had a good time anyway. You live and learn, right? ........................................ . .. ... is there another way to look at it Going Too Fucking Far NEW Blog Features RevealeD O O A Foolproof Method Posted Over on that NEW site O O |
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Cab rides in the city, blind dates, explosive diarrhea ; boy... there's a lot to cover here. Talk amongst yourselves... 😊 ... is there another way to look at it Going Too Fucking Far NEW Blog Features RevealeD O O A Foolproof Method Posted Over on that NEW site O O
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I find myself using 'this' Saturday and 'next' Saturday, interchangeably. But I'm told - that's wrong.🤔 ... is there another way to look at it Going Too Fucking Far NEW Blog Features RevealeD O O A Foolproof Method Posted Over on that NEW site O O
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Sometimes, you just have to laugh and chalk it up to 'experience'. At least it gave you material to use for your blog
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I think ‘belongs to a book club to make her feel like she reads’ would have been the point where I realized things weren’t going anywhere and I was just going to have to ride out the rest of the date... you were actually saved by her stomach problems...
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I think Veronica sounds perfect for FrankieZee. When people ask me how my husband died, I often say it was from discovering that menopause and puberty would hit his house at the same time. Repeatedly telling the real details is hard at times. "Hit by a Budweiser truck" sounds like something I'd come up with if my husband died from drinking. Opportunity may knock only once, but temptation bangs on the door forever!
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12/9/2019 1:09 pm |
Always good
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Oh my what an exciting evening for you. Hopefully rest of your weekend went better.
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Sure wasn't the fun kind of explosive was it.. I am glad I have never had a date like that. Thanks for sharing another interesting story about your life, I do so enjoy these. I hope you enjoy the rest of your evening..
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Sometimes, you just have to laugh and chalk it up to 'experience'. At least it gave you material to use for your blog hmmm... True... I can always use more of THAT. Lol 😂 I guess... ... is there another way to look at it Going Too Fucking Far NEW Blog Features RevealeD O O A Foolproof Method Posted Over on that NEW site O O
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Well... four months is good. Gives me hope. Thanks, 👍😊 ... is there another way to look at it Going Too Fucking Far NEW Blog Features RevealeD O O A Foolproof Method Posted Over on that NEW site O O
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I think ‘belongs to a book club to make her feel like she reads’ would have been the point where I realized things weren’t going anywhere and I was just going to have to ride out the rest of the date... you were actually saved by her stomach problems... ... is there another way to look at it Going Too Fucking Far NEW Blog Features RevealeD O O A Foolproof Method Posted Over on that NEW site O O
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I think Veronica sounds perfect for FrankieZee. When people ask me how my husband died, I often say it was from discovering that menopause and puberty would hit his house at the same time. Repeatedly telling the real details is hard at times. "Hit by a Budweiser truck" sounds like something I'd come up with if my husband died from drinking. I don't know if it was true or not. I didn't push it. She might have been kidding. ... is there another way to look at it Going Too Fucking Far NEW Blog Features RevealeD O O A Foolproof Method Posted Over on that NEW site O O
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Ten years? Wow... That's a long date, But I can't imagine suffering from 'that' alternative, for that long... omg 😂 😮 ... is there another way to look at it Going Too Fucking Far NEW Blog Features RevealeD O O A Foolproof Method Posted Over on that NEW site O O
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Always good ... is there another way to look at it Going Too Fucking Far NEW Blog Features RevealeD O O A Foolproof Method Posted Over on that NEW site O O
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Oh my what an exciting evening for you. Hopefully rest of your weekend went better. I got to listen to good music and some stories about life in Manchester... 😊 ... is there another way to look at it Going Too Fucking Far NEW Blog Features RevealeD O O A Foolproof Method Posted Over on that NEW site O O
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Sure wasn't the fun kind of explosive was it.. I am glad I have never had a date like that. Thanks for sharing another interesting story about your life, I do so enjoy these. I hope you enjoy the rest of your evening.. Glad you stopped by and were entertained. 😊 ... is there another way to look at it Going Too Fucking Far NEW Blog Features RevealeD O O A Foolproof Method Posted Over on that NEW site O O
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Lesson learned Paul, our friends and family are seldom good at picking out people for us to date. I never ever go on blind dates any more. Poor lady must have been mortified with her rush to the washroom.
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Diarrhea on a date. What a nightmare.
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12/9/2019 6:02 pm |
what? no sex? where's your sense of excitement?
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Lesson learned Paul, our friends and family are seldom good at picking out people for us to date. I never ever go on blind dates any more. Poor lady must have been mortified with her rush to the washroom. But never, on a date. Can you imagine? 🤔 OMG 😮 ... is there another way to look at it Going Too Fucking Far NEW Blog Features RevealeD O O A Foolproof Method Posted Over on that NEW site O O
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Diarrhea on a date. What a nightmare. Has anything really bad, happened on YOUR dates? 🤔 ... is there another way to look at it Going Too Fucking Far NEW Blog Features RevealeD O O A Foolproof Method Posted Over on that NEW site O O
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what? no sex? where's your sense of excitement? I'm starting to loose interest in sharing that OTHER, part. Boredom? 🤔 Ya know what I mean? ... is there another way to look at it Going Too Fucking Far NEW Blog Features RevealeD O O A Foolproof Method Posted Over on that NEW site O O
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I've been on a few blind dates.... Each one worse than the last. I refuse to go on any, anymore.
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12/10/2019 2:01 am |
You always have funny, interesting stories!
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I don't know about ten years of diarrhea though.... 🤔😮 Couldn't have been THAT bad... could it? 😶 ... is there another way to look at it Going Too Fucking Far NEW Blog Features RevealeD O O A Foolproof Method Posted Over on that NEW site O O
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