I met a guy last Saturday, nice enough. We were talking real estate and property development (my passions) I was chatting openly and freely as usual, he asked me if I would like to have a drink after work along with a colleague. Why not!
So, we are having a lovely time over a couple of glasses of red (another passion) where the conversation steers towards flirting. I comment that I can't flirt - this is confirmed refer to previous blog with Dr D - he said with an ear to ear grin "I was flirting with you" *swallow* not only can I not flirt I can't tell when some one is flirting with me...!
He gives me his number.
I didn't have any real attraction to him, another "nice guy" and I'm sorry to say our backgrounds (nationality) totally not compatible or I'll just say it - I don't understand the way they think.
Does this balance out: 38. Short. Balding. "Nationality" and Drives porsche. Construction manager. Family owns high end shoe store.
The SHOES!!! Yep, I send a text message. Thursday night while I'm at J. house after a couple glasses of red...
Well I find out - he is married!!!!
PIG!
So, we are having a lovely time over a couple of glasses of red (another passion) where the conversation steers towards flirting. I comment that I can't flirt - this is confirmed refer to previous blog with Dr D - he said with an ear to ear grin "I was flirting with you" *swallow* not only can I not flirt I can't tell when some one is flirting with me...!
He gives me his number.
I didn't have any real attraction to him, another "nice guy" and I'm sorry to say our backgrounds (nationality) totally not compatible or I'll just say it - I don't understand the way they think.
Does this balance out: 38. Short. Balding. "Nationality" and Drives porsche. Construction manager. Family owns high end shoe store.
The SHOES!!! Yep, I send a text message. Thursday night while I'm at J. house after a couple glasses of red...
Well I find out - he is married!!!!
PIG!
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