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By *lasgow2 OP Couple 7 weeks ago
Glasgow |
"An absolute, 100% gold plated disaster.
A social with what seemed on FAB as a lovely, level headed, 'normal' couple.
A local pub, late afternoon, should be fine.
All excited, knots in tummy, ready for the start of the great swinging journey.
Grab a table in a quite area of the pub and wait for the entrance door to swing open.
And fuck me, did it swing open !!!
That's when it all started to go downhill...
A couple turned up, it was obviously them. She donned a red PVC number, 4 sizes too small, like a sausage in a tight red skin.
Maybe they couldn't count as their ages didn't seem within 20 years of that stated.
He looked like my grandad and reeked of old fags.
From there we noticed she was pissed, had poor dental care, he wheezed, had a smokers cough and his oversized suit had never seem the inside of a dry cleaners or a wet one.
Due to the amount of alcohol downed she became louder and louder, heads turned, the odd chuckle and we couldn't wait to run away.
We are nice people and felt an obligation to stay a bit longer, bad mistake.
As the old saying goes, you live and learn.
Did we learn, not sure what exactly but we did learn.
Happily, we carried on, surely we couldn't meet a pair like that again and to be honest, we never have, seen a few at clubs and parties but we have learnt to give them a wide berth.
If at first you don't succeed and so on..
Don't give up people, as in life, you always live to fight another day.
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That's terrifying but also quite funny |