So I left and made my way to the nearest pub to have a drink with normal people who have normal conversations about anything and everything.
I sit at an empty table and start having my drink when a gentleman approaches me and ask if the seat opposite me is taken. I say that it isn't though I am not keen on having another business suit in front of me. I have just escaped a room full of them. But nevertheless, he looks like a nice person.
- Hi, my name is Jack, and you?
- I'm Claudine
- Claudine, that sounds French. Are you French?
- Yes, as a matter of fact, I am. You don't sound local.
- That's right, I'm from York. But I live here, well nearby. Did you come alone?
- That's right. Why do you ask?
- I don't know, you seem upset about something. Do you want to tell me?
- Well, I don't talk to strangers, I am sorry.
- We don't have to be strangers. Let me start. I work in IT as a consultant, I am single and I am adventurous. There, no longer strangers.
- Are you having a laugh? I still don't know you. Anyway, what do you want with me?
- I want your phone number and I want to see you again. There is something about you that I like and I'd like to know you more.
- Is it the line you use to hook up with people?
- Actually it is the very first time I am doing this but I feel there is something about you. An aura, a little something. Call it what you want but I want to know more about you.
That's a first. Never had anyone chatted me up like this. I am inclined to see where this goes. I give him my mobile number that I reserve for the lifestyle friends (I have 2 mobiles, one for vanilla life and one for the lifestyle).
- Thank you, I'll call you tomorrow. We should do dinner together.
- Really! umm OK, let's do dinner.
On this I leave him to his drink and I make my way home, wondering what the hell has happened tonight. It is the first time I get chatted up and I give my phone number to a complete stranger. It's too late to regret about it. I'll see what happens tomorrow. Time for bed for now.
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