Exchanges with young ladies
1. MatchGirl I
“You don’t want me, do you?” she snapped at me when I approached her bank of desks.
“Actually I was coming around to see Hazy abou ….”
“Good.”
I think that’s clear, don’t you? 100% match? My arse. What a relief!
2. Match Girl II (someone I don’t already know)
I “winked” at her.
She “winked” back.
I slaved over the email which is, apparently, the next step to take - even dragging in a proof-reader to help with some of the longer words. Hours later, the email - an almost perfectly worded missive - was sent.
I sat back and waited for her response.
3. Stubby
“I meant to ask, how much did you win on the lottery?”
“If I said it was £1 million … I’d be lying”
“Nearer £10 then.”
“Yes, nowhere near enough to persuade you to change your mind”
“Oh well. Keep trying. At the lottery, that is.”
“You’re cruel.”
2. Match Girl II
… and waited.
January 9th, 2007 at 10:28 am
Match Girl II *will* reply, I bet she’s trying not to appear too keen!
January 9th, 2007 at 12:02 pm
It’s sex,sex, sex with you nowadays!
Lionel: On the contrary …
January 9th, 2007 at 1:17 pm
Match Girl II is obviously writing her email and gettting it proof read too
January 9th, 2007 at 4:41 pm
Is that Roman Numerals or are you up to Match Girl 11 already?
Lionel: Roman numerals. Definitely.
January 9th, 2007 at 4:42 pm
Where’s the Fisher-Price-King gone? You don’t understand, Lionel, it’s a jungle out there!
Lionel: Are you happier now?
January 10th, 2007 at 9:34 pm
Yes!