Another weekend, another mini drama!
I met up with a friend that I haven’t seen since July, so the plan (as always) was let’s go to the pub. Now I’m still a fan of this, however, I’m getting to the age when I quite like to stay at home in my PJ’s.
Nevertheless I painstakingly got ready (she always looks better than me, so naturally I try harder lol)
Anyway, we met up, the drinks were flowing, the conversation was great and then we decided that cocktails should be afoot.
I was thinking the cosy club or Las iguanas when, to my absolute horror, she mentions Wetherspoons! (Don’t get me wrong cheap and cheerful but, for a couple of extra quid per drink I’d like a better atmosphere)
Still, I did the friend thing and went where she wanted. (I’m not always that accommodating)
Drinks were had, cocktails were consumed and then……
There was a man!
We all know what happens in this case.
The one friend (me) was given a pity meal….(not cool) to ensure that the other friend was malleable enough to take home.
As much as I tried it was never going to be acceptable to say ‘he just won’t do’
Instead, I bungled her into a cab, gave the driver the money and of course the address.
She got home and I had to walk!
The morale of the story is to always look after your friends, but, you shouldnt put yourself in danger (Do as I say, not as i do) xxx