Chance meeting outside the club, redux
georgmicrodong
Just a fat, creepy old pervert.
Fast forward to last night, and she's in the club.
Her: Thanks for not recognizing me in front of my boyfriend last week.
Me: Thanks for not recognizing *me* in front of my daughter.
Her: What say we go in the back and not recognize each other for the
Next half hour.
How could I resist a line like that?
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The next night, while waiting in line for movie tickets, she and a really nerdy looking guy were in line in front of me. I could tell that she recognized me, but neither one of us said anything. I even resisted the strong urge to say "please don't make me touch your <junk> again!"
Tis the season, obviously..
Which brings up a point, as it were. If you DID run across a club regular whilst out and about and she made an offer similar to mine, would you assume that whatever costs were typical in the club would also apply in the produce section of the grocery store or the dressing room at Macy's
cravey, i wouldn't assume anything, i would ask how much.