Originally posted by northernladuk
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Being single myself (I bet that comes as no surprise to some of you 
) I have done the internet/online stuff and have far too many stories.
Oddly enough I though taking the ladies for meals was the thing to do as you could at least talk about food while getting to eat out etc. Totally wrong idea and don't anymore. For me now its 1 hour coffee so the lady knows she has a get out clause and can suffer an hour or so with definate escape and NO alcohol. Works a treat but anyway...
One of first meal dates i had she went to loo after starter and guess what, never came back. Got a text a few mins later saying she had panic attack and left, can we re-arrange. This kind offer was declinded while i was sitting in the restaurant on my jack.
Another soon after I arranged to meet a girl in restaurant, she turned up and both of us realised almost immediately it was not for us. We made small talk while the food came and we tucked in with gusto to get it over and done with. I got a steak like a football and they didn't give me a steak knife so I am ripping into it and eating as fast as possible. Eventually it happens.... I swallow a piece thats too big, little cough, few swallows, nope its stuck. I could even feel it in my throat, take a drink, not happening, I am starting to panic now so I grunt excuse me and run outside. Round the corner i have both hands up against the wall and am pukin for England to get rid of this steak, making horrible wheezin noise trying to breath. 5 mins later with one huge and very loud chunder I get rid of the blockage as well as the rest of the evenings meal. Tears running down my face, sick drippin off my chin I look up to see my date standing there with a look of horror on her face. She asks if I am ok, i respond I am, she went in and guess what.... when i get there 10 mins or so later there is some money on the plate and an empty seat.
Nightmare... Still makes my toes curl thinking about it now
) I have done the internet/online stuff and have far too many stories. Oddly enough I though taking the ladies for meals was the thing to do as you could at least talk about food while getting to eat out etc. Totally wrong idea and don't anymore. For me now its 1 hour coffee so the lady knows she has a get out clause and can suffer an hour or so with definate escape and NO alcohol. Works a treat but anyway...
One of first meal dates i had she went to loo after starter and guess what, never came back. Got a text a few mins later saying she had panic attack and left, can we re-arrange. This kind offer was declinded while i was sitting in the restaurant on my jack.
Another soon after I arranged to meet a girl in restaurant, she turned up and both of us realised almost immediately it was not for us. We made small talk while the food came and we tucked in with gusto to get it over and done with. I got a steak like a football and they didn't give me a steak knife so I am ripping into it and eating as fast as possible. Eventually it happens.... I swallow a piece thats too big, little cough, few swallows, nope its stuck. I could even feel it in my throat, take a drink, not happening, I am starting to panic now so I grunt excuse me and run outside. Round the corner i have both hands up against the wall and am pukin for England to get rid of this steak, making horrible wheezin noise trying to breath. 5 mins later with one huge and very loud chunder I get rid of the blockage as well as the rest of the evenings meal. Tears running down my face, sick drippin off my chin I look up to see my date standing there with a look of horror on her face. She asks if I am ok, i respond I am, she went in and guess what.... when i get there 10 mins or so later there is some money on the plate and an empty seat.
Nightmare... Still makes my toes curl thinking about it now
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