Last night, in good British Christmas party fashion (which is to say, very bad behavior), I drank lots of champagne and went home with a very cute, very charming barrister.
This morning the doorbell at his flat rang and he said: “I hope that’s not my girlfriend.”
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LOL!! That is hilarious – in hindsight of course. So was it the girlfriend?? At least after that you know you don't want him as the boyfriend :)
ReplyDeleteDarling, in all fairness, there was no strings attached...you both had a great time and that was going 2 b that...so can't dog him too much on this one...except for the fact that he was cheating and prolly shouldn't have taken a woman home...but u also didn't look out for yourself hon...just keeping it real, sorry...
ReplyDeleteDon't write men off based on this one, there's some shared responsibility here...