Was sitting on the gate (wooden swing fence thing) that leads into the east side of the square at Covent Gardens waiting for Craig who had gone to get beers. A truck needed to get out so I got booted off the gate.
So I'm then standing outside Belushi's, waiting for Craig and quite obviously checking the legs of an cute girl in a short skirt (I love summer, yes I do, yes I do). The girl turns to me, smiles politely, and says You're about to get hit by a truck‡
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I blushed and mumbled something incoherent, and moved off the road.
‡ i.e. the truck that was getting through the gate that I had just moved for in the first place. I'm such an idiot.
1. graybo
I’ve always found that being mashed into jam by a juggernaut is always a good trick to impress the ladies.
2. Adrian
Well this time I didn’t actually injure myself. I’ve hurt both my neck and my head looking at girls.
I’m sure there is actually a lesson in here somewhere. Perhaps beyond the fact I’m an idiot, but I can’t quite place my finger on it.
3. graybo
If I were you, I wouldn’t try - you might hurt your finger.
4. Adrian
Must …. avoid …. rude …. comment … about … fingers ….
5. abi
that is a classic, i love that! almost cartoon-like.
did you step on the pointy bits of a rake next and it went p-toing in your face?
6. razorhead
always remember to retract your tongue
7. Dani
Ouch. I’ve only ever managed to walk into a door, which is hardly as impressive as facing the danger of a speeding truck to win someone’s attention. Clearly, I have much to learn. :)
8. Adrian
I don’t think I was so much trying to win her attention as just check out her legs. I’m to shy to talk to girls so I’m just a dodgy perve instead.
I think there is another lesson in that too.
9. Lori
“checking the legs of an cute girl in a short skirt (I love summer, yes I do, yes I do)” — you and Topper both :)
Was nice of her to warn you of your impending maiming. Thoughtful and nice legs.
10. Extreme Boarder
A friend of mine fell off a mountain path once as he turned around to stare at the first bird we’d seen in 12 days. The fact she was wearing a tight, wet, white see-through top didn’t help. We managed to grab the top of his ruck sac as his feet dangled over the edge. PS - you are allowed to talk to girls as well as oggle them. Just none called Kimberley