Flirtation gone wrong IX. – Or: Ouch! But never mind you had nearly made my weekend

I had spotted a fantastic woman (if you ask me) in the club and repeatedly made eye contact and tried to smile at her which was a bit difficult as the club was pretty crowded and whenever our eyes met there was someone walking through the imaginary line.

A couple of songs, two drinks and countless people stepping on my foot later the woman made her way over to me.

I was excited. My palms were getting sweaty and I was hoping that I’d be able to say something witty or intelligent.

But at least she started to speak…. and said: “Excuse me, do you know where the toilets are?”

Yes, I did. At least I was able to say something useful.

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About Kim Karlstein

Member of the gay conspiracy in one of the regional offices in the UK. The conspiracy you lately constantly heard about. Other than plotting how to take over world I have fairly normal hobbies. My gravatar is taken with thanks from wikimedia commons.
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