There was this rather cute guy who crashed my table at the restaurant. Was with a colleague having a nice evening when he came over. We were invited to join him on his night out to the drinking holes in town. My male colleague was suitably tickled. If I'm not here for work and I'm in a party mood, I might just take up the offer.
Nearly died laughing when he guy actually dared to open his mouth to invite us to his suite for a look. I wasn't dressed to kill. I definitely didn't look hawt because it had been a really long day. He wouldn't lack pretty female travellers to dig his claws deep in this country. He must have been completely drunk. I is.not flattered.
Dude, if I'm here on vacation, I'd have gotten the exact suite. I'm really not too curious. I'm as savvy a traveller as you are. As far as suites across the world go, only the ones in New York and Dubai really really impressed me.
He knew something about single malts. He said he lived in Scotland for a bit. Well, he brought up Glenmorangie. BUT he liked Macallan! So I promptly lost interest. While he rambled and entertained my male dining companion, I thumbed through his terribly interesting Lonely Planet Sri Lanka.
I'm at least five years older than he is. I play this game better than he ever will! Dude, you've got guts. But you also have alot of growing up to do. Thanks for an amusing 30 minutes though.
3 comments:
this is interesting yet little devil ! hahahah! guess he is still no up to the standard to be the opponent bah.
he's just got to try, you understand? like, just in case lor.
elaine: hahahaha.
sinlady: don't even know why he bother. no no understand leh. ehehhehe. how can do a just-in-case one? so not discerning. tsk tsk.
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