Do You Dare Share?

@toybulldog wrote:

during my early twenties I was offered a job working for a company based in a very posh location outside of Manchester. A place that’s all Merc and Porsche dealerships……nowadays populated by ‘Wags’ ? …….Alderley Edge I believe it was. For my first week I had to stay up there for some training. After a couple of evenings forcing down the hotel’s scampi and chips I thought I’d venture into town for something different, and found this really smart Chinese restaurant. I went in, to eat alone for the first time in such an establishment.

I must admit I did feel a bit solitary at my table, surrounded as I was by loving couples holding hands under the low lights, but nonetheless those ribs were bloody nice. Finger-licking gorgeous. I noticed this bowl of water with lemons floating in it, so picked it up and drank the lot, and it was quite refreshing. Then asked for another, returned to my meal, and downed one more bowl of the lemony drink before finishing my dinner. I remember how friendly and smiling the staff were to me. Went back to the hotel and was really missing my girlfriend, so rang from the room for a good long chat at the firms expense.

Now don’t get me wrong……it was very kind of her to inform me as to what a finger-bowl is; but what the hell is the point of having a telephone conversation when the other person has collapsed in laughter ?

That’s given me the titters! :lol: Good one!

In my youth I was walking back home from my boyfriends one morning.
I had the previous nights sexy dress dress on and sashayed home.
When I got in my dress was tucked into my knickers at the back.

When I was in my early teens …I had a Saturday job in the Co-oP, and I used
too put all me mates shopping through the checkout for nothing . 8)

Dont try this Kids!…Got cought, and got marched through the shop floor, with a policeman
either side of me . 8-[

Having been attacked by a gang of yobs one night, resulting in a broken arm, it took me a long time to confess that I didn’t snap my ulna and radius making contact with the chief assailant’s lantern jaw – but by tripping over my bag as I threw a right hook, and landed in a heap on the pavement. :oops:

I remember been chased by about ten bullies in high school, I was running away and one of them tripped me up, I fell over and landed on my wrist, breaking it. They just laughed, kicked me a few times and left me lying there in excrutiating pain. it was in an out of the way part of the building and school had just ended. I couldn’t move for the pain, it was a long time before I was found by a mate who had stayed behind to finish off some work. It was then I realised the true importance of good friends, he brought me to the first aid point and stayed with me as they put my arm in a sling