Well here's an example of how random life can be when you give up in internet dating...
On Thursday afternoon I was on my way home from * when the signalling chaos that affected all London airports reared its' ugly head. We got on the plane, then got told to get off, then queued for about 1.5 hours at an info desk hoping the flight would leave later thant evening only to be told all had been cancelled and we had to stay in a hotel for a night (the Radisson, courtesy of BA). Well seeing how airport traumas tend to make people come together I ended up forming a little foursome with two english businessmen and a hot german chick who live in *. I was mainly chatting to the German bird about lots of stuff as she lived in America and spoke good english (although with an annoying american twang) and she ended up deciding that we
had to have a room next to each-other and would spend the evening getting drunk at the bar (this is the unembellished true version of events btw). She also randomly and not very slyly started explaining that she was going to UK to see her boyfriend who wasn't really her boyfriend, and asking if I had a girlfriend etc, so I had an idea that there was definite potential.
Anyway we got to the hotel, I got changed and showered, then i knowcker her room and we went down to the bar to meet the two businessmen we got chatting to. One of them was a dead ringer for Hugh Grant... looked AND sounded exactly like him down to the foppish hair and halting mannerisms... he genuinely could have made a living out of being a lookalike. The other businessman was a fat irritating mess of a specimen who pretty much ruined my entire evening by talking about himself, his money, and making the crudest most vulgar comments to this girl, it was shocking. I mean I have a dirty sense of humour but this guy was a complete embarassment, and I was very close to just telling him to stfu. However they did pay for drinks most of the night on their company card so it kind of did even things up a litte I suppose karma-wise.
Anyway to cut a horrifically long story short, me and this girl ended up saying goodnight in a corridor which then turned into *. We swapped numbers and she's now texting me and facebooking me saying how she's going to show me the whole town and how she wants to come over for dinner to my place on the weekend I get there etc etc.
Completely true, completely random, and just goes to show that the less you go looking for things, the better it can turn out. And here's an obligitary pic from her facebook just so you can put a face to the story...
I'm off back to * for 6 months on the 8th October so it should be amusing, can't wait.
NINJA EDIT - And omg the general standard of women in * is unbelievable... literally wherever you turn your head on a night out there are some stunning women, the city is full of them!
