Not a dating site one and not sexy. And not quite a date. Just disgusting.
Back at Uni I met a nice guy at an afternoon Uni gig. He ticked all the boxes, decent looking, clean clothes, smelled nice (this is relevant later), very pleasant and seemed popular so I thought it safe to accept his offer of going for a burger then maybe for a drink. Outside on the street he said he needed to go home first for some cash and to change his clothes. OK (I suppose), and he said he lived with his family near the venue so off we went. I knew my town, and a few minutes into the walk I was "Oh duck!" ... this was not a good area we were heading into. Got to his home and he bounced in trailing me with him. What a total tit hole. There were about 5 adults, a gaggle of dirty kids and what seemed like 4 dogs roaming around the living room. Our entrance was ignored while they watched jeremy Kyle or something similar and after I whispered I needed a wee my bloke pointed me to the stairs then disappeared, no clue where he went. Every step I took I could feel my shoes literally sticking to the floor. shtick, slap, shtick, slap all the way up the stairs ... Got to the bathroom and I have no words. So I nudged the door closed with my foot, tried not to look at the toilet again and stood there having a mild anxiety attack while I pondered how to escape this hell politely. Then the door opened. Apparently the door had a tricky lock and there stood a large female about my age. "You all right love?" she said. My mind on overdrive I replied "No, actually I need to get home, my period has come on early and I've no tampons with me." "Ach hang on " she says and disappeared into the next room. Then she reappeared clutching a used sanitary towel. "It's Ok , it's barely used" she says.
duck politeness ... I swear I was out that door, down the stairs and shtick-slapping into the street in a flash and thank duck I was wearing trainers because I ran like Linford Christie till I got to civilisation. Saw the guy at a few events and avoided him like the plague. Obviously.
Ah, Uni days, never a dull moment.
Back at Uni I met a nice guy at an afternoon Uni gig. He ticked all the boxes, decent looking, clean clothes, smelled nice (this is relevant later), very pleasant and seemed popular so I thought it safe to accept his offer of going for a burger then maybe for a drink. Outside on the street he said he needed to go home first for some cash and to change his clothes. OK (I suppose), and he said he lived with his family near the venue so off we went. I knew my town, and a few minutes into the walk I was "Oh duck!" ... this was not a good area we were heading into. Got to his home and he bounced in trailing me with him. What a total tit hole. There were about 5 adults, a gaggle of dirty kids and what seemed like 4 dogs roaming around the living room. Our entrance was ignored while they watched jeremy Kyle or something similar and after I whispered I needed a wee my bloke pointed me to the stairs then disappeared, no clue where he went. Every step I took I could feel my shoes literally sticking to the floor. shtick, slap, shtick, slap all the way up the stairs ... Got to the bathroom and I have no words. So I nudged the door closed with my foot, tried not to look at the toilet again and stood there having a mild anxiety attack while I pondered how to escape this hell politely. Then the door opened. Apparently the door had a tricky lock and there stood a large female about my age. "You all right love?" she said. My mind on overdrive I replied "No, actually I need to get home, my period has come on early and I've no tampons with me." "Ach hang on " she says and disappeared into the next room. Then she reappeared clutching a used sanitary towel. "It's Ok , it's barely used" she says.
duck politeness ... I swear I was out that door, down the stairs and shtick-slapping into the street in a flash and thank duck I was wearing trainers because I ran like Linford Christie till I got to civilisation. Saw the guy at a few events and avoided him like the plague. Obviously.
Ah, Uni days, never a dull moment.