Things that I have learned today:
~ I hate spoons.
~ I will never, ever get the hang of folding the little napkin around the knife and fork so that it doesn't all collapse as soon as you let go.
~ Middle-aged, drunken golfers think that, due to the fact that you are female and younger than them, they are allowed to call you any sickly name they
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Some of my Granddad's friends are like that; these weird old guys that were probably charming in their day, but are now just creepy.
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Poppet: The Name of Nightmares. I have to resist the urge to throw things at them, or call them 'poppet' back.
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It is a bad, bad name. No one's called me that since I was about six. Unfortunately, I have to be polite, and grit my teeth and grin.
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Though you did not have comments on your entry about the London bombings, I must say that your sentiments are wonderful. When I watched the news about it, I got that image: The Brists are strong, you've been through worse and you'll fight on, you're not the sort to burckle under that sort of thing. You lot rock my socks, you know that?
Does the room upstairs have a view over the green or something? Maybe it makes them feel superior! Remember to wear flat shoes, just in case, don't want to trip over the stairs.
Big tips! **dances** Wheee for big tips!
Yoghurt jokes are always a very good reserve. **snorts** I can see it now...
Kate's Family and Brother's Girlfriend: ...(awkward silence)
Kate: And did I tell you this one time when the ( ... )
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The lounge upstairs has exactly the same view, but higher up. I don't get it. Maybe they do just like to feel superior. Or they do it on purpose because they hate waitresses.
I didn't get to make yoghurt jokes. Instead, we displayed our 'quirkiness' proudly, by trying to think of names for the new boats that have recently been bought for the sailing club. They are a make of boat called 'Topper', so we though to name them all after birds beginning with 'T'.
Me: Toucan!
Ben: Turn!
Harry: Tit!
Everyone: *blinks*
Brother's Girlfrind: *edges chair away*
Ben: *looks absolutely mortified*
Me: *snorts with laughter* Yes, this is a normal dinner conversation.
And he's asked her if she wants to go on holiday with us. Needless to say, she hasn't given an answer yet.
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