So I Can Still Get Chatted Up EVEN With The Bambino
It's possible that I have been misguided in thinking that my days of being chatted up are over, after all, I don't seem to give off that vibe that used to draw in every Tom, Dick, and Harry that fancied their chances. The sight of the bambino and my mammoth boobs full of milk should scare off any bloke...but of course, I do draw in the nutters....
This guy started talking to me in the station today and as usual, despite being a bitch under many circumstances, I become Miss Nice when I'm cornered in public. Well at least initially anyway... You'd think that me not really responding to his questions and gazing at the bambino with my usual besotted face would be enough to scare him off, but he continued to make conversation with me and then asked if I'd like to go for a coffee. I stared at him in disbelief and focused my full attention on him. "Are you taking the mick?" I said looking pointedly from him to the bambino.
"I..er...no. I just thought that..."
I cut him off. "You thought what exactly? I'm in a relationship....OBVIOUSLY!"
"Oh...I'm sorry...It's just that you don't have on a wedding ring..."he said looking very apologetic and bemused.
I burst out laughing. "Oh I'm sorry that me having a child out of wedlock has confused you! Last I checked it's 2007...not 1907..." I wisecracked.
He laughed nervously and then there was an uncomfortable silence. "Well I'll be off then...Bye...It was nice talking to you..." He's obviously too nice for his own good as I had blatantly taken the piss out of him.
I said goodbye distractedly because at that moment the bambino scrunched up her face and made the revving car noise that signals that she's squeezing out farts....Why couldn't she have done that a few moments earlier?
This guy started talking to me in the station today and as usual, despite being a bitch under many circumstances, I become Miss Nice when I'm cornered in public. Well at least initially anyway... You'd think that me not really responding to his questions and gazing at the bambino with my usual besotted face would be enough to scare him off, but he continued to make conversation with me and then asked if I'd like to go for a coffee. I stared at him in disbelief and focused my full attention on him. "Are you taking the mick?" I said looking pointedly from him to the bambino.
"I..er...no. I just thought that..."
I cut him off. "You thought what exactly? I'm in a relationship....OBVIOUSLY!"
"Oh...I'm sorry...It's just that you don't have on a wedding ring..."he said looking very apologetic and bemused.
I burst out laughing. "Oh I'm sorry that me having a child out of wedlock has confused you! Last I checked it's 2007...not 1907..." I wisecracked.
He laughed nervously and then there was an uncomfortable silence. "Well I'll be off then...Bye...It was nice talking to you..." He's obviously too nice for his own good as I had blatantly taken the piss out of him.
I said goodbye distractedly because at that moment the bambino scrunched up her face and made the revving car noise that signals that she's squeezing out farts....Why couldn't she have done that a few moments earlier?
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