I’ve always got my hand!

I’d gotten pleasing results and last night I was going to celebrate.
It was all coming together for me.
On Saturday because I start so early in the morning, by the time the night comes round, I look dreadful.
But not so yesterday.
By 20:00 my spots had cleared and my skin was gleaming. Even the patch of hair at the back of my head that was constantly sticking out all week, finally gave me a break and laid flat.
Surely this had to be my night?
I headed into to town and the fresh air sent a shockwave to my brain and reminded me of one very scary fact.
“I am crap at pulling birds.”
Eeek!
I got to the club and was immediately intimidated. Usually when I go out I assume I’m never going to pull and therefore just relax and have a good time. Tonight was different.
But the competition was strong. Tanned gods strolled in with latest style in fashion.
The two fellas from work I had met up with are experts with the ladies. One of them is supposed to be in a long term relationship which has produced a kid but as he exclaimed:
“Have you seen that film road trip Alex?”
“Oh yea.”
“Well if it’s in a different zip code, or post code, in our case, it doesn’t count!”
“Ah right!”
There were 8 lasses and 3 fellas…a good ratio I think you’d agree! And those two had already integrated themselves with the lasses while I was still conducting mundane, polite conversations.
I had a few drinks and then we all got on a train to head to the next town. This ended up being the downfall of the evening.
On the train I got sat next to Beth. A nice girl and we got chatting and had a few laughs. After the train stopped the two fellas said to me “You could be in there mate.”
“Really?”
Unfortunately the girls had us walking around the streets passing numerous clubs and bars until we ended up in this shitty little venue with no oxygen. We left there and the wild goose chase continued before me and the fellas decided to come back to our town. The lasses said they were coming back too but they never did.
So I ended up having one more drink before going home.
Just another birdless night then haha!
In the first club we ran into Aidan.
Aidan is a new chap at work who I’ve had quite an interesting introduction to.
We have this banter going where we call each other gay and say we slept with each others mothers.
He’s the type of person who you have to know when to play it serious and when not to. You cannot let him take advantage of you.
Since he joined I’ve noticed a very big shift in attitude from Yvonne. This sweet, funny and charming girl has been replaced by a moody, egotistical and quite nasty being.
I found out yesterday , from Sally (the gossip queen), that the two have been seeing each other.
Yvonne showed me the card Sonya left for her which pleaded with her not to change her character for anyone, but it seems, she may have already done so.
A shame really. It’s amazing how a relationship can change people. Take Sally for example. Although her relationship with Terry ended, Terry is a very calm bloke and you could see this rub off on sally. She seems much more laid back nowadays.

Above all though, the thought that is with me now is…
“I wish I would have pulled last night!”