Sunday, 4 March 2012

Thursday Night's All Right For Fighting

Alright so I'm two days out from the Bernie Taupin penned classic however I'll just wing it here. After the coffee night I discovered I had some free time, and with this in mind I text AB to ask her out on a date on Saturday night. Easy right?  Obviously you know the answer to that!

She can't do Saturday however Friday is do-able so I try and get something sorted.. It's a simple thing (you may think,) to ask someone you fancy out for food and drink, I know with this woman it would be complicated,  it turns out  that's the understatement of the century. I go from asking her out to having a heated discussion about.....every single thing in the world being my fault and I'm Satan's son.....Africans Starving...My Fault.... War...My Fault.....Global Economic Meltdown...Yep Me too...Well so it seems to me, I'm asking her out on a date and I'm getting my ass handed to me, so I, in exasperation, hang up the phone....
OK not smart I know,  I was annoyed as hell and had a count to ten moment...so I count to ten and dial back......I try and remain calm and point out a few things....that goes well...! And this time fizzing I actually cut the call dead and hang up...again.  So that's that, I'm raging, Obviously she will be too, after all I've just hung up on her again.......She's mad, I'm mad, it's too complicated, It's too much effort, it's such a hassle, it's not the right time, she's busy at work,

We're going out Friday.....



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