This couple came into the pub last night at around about, oh…8pm I’d say. They must have been in their late 30’s. Very well dressed. A little bit drunk from dinner (I assume). But in all respects perfectly normal people.
They order their drinks and sit down at the bar and the woman (who was quite attractive as it happens) immediately turns around to this bloke who’s sitting (who happened to be a weirdo – although that isn’t really relevant to the story) by himself at the bar, and loudly says to him so that everyone can hear, “see us [referring to the bloke she’d come in with], we’ve been going out for five years, and even though he keeps promising, he won’t leave his wife.” At which point she turns away from him and starts to loudly address everyone at the bar, “all we ever do is meet up once a week for a shag, and that’s it. That’s all we are. We? Hah! We aren’t anything, there is no we, no us. We’re not anything.”
And the thing is that she wasn’t hysterical about it or anything. She was just matter of factly telling this room full all of people all about her life, while this bloke stood there red faced and was tugging at her arm to get her to leave.
It was brilliant. Don't tell me you get conversations like that in Tesco.
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