12-02-2011, 08:52
With the annual lovefest upon us I thought I'd start a thread to share those magnificent triumphs and cringe-worthy disasters that are strewn along the path of life and love.
My greatest Valentine's Day disaster was when I sent a card to a girl......and three days later she emigrated to America!! I kid you not, she was a nurse who drank in my local and I used to see her cycle past my flat every morning on her way to work.
We got chatting in the bar one night, Valentine's Day was coming up, I knew where she lived (no, I wasn't following her, I just happened to see her going into her house one day) so sent her a card.
The following weekend I saw her housemates in the pub without her and casually enquired (as you do) where she was. "Oh, didn't you know? She's gone to work in Boston for three years, we saw her off at the airport yesterday..."
What a waste of a stamp....
But that's nothing compared to the disappointment a good female (platonic) friend of mine suffered on Valentine's Day last year. Always unlucky in love, she was delighted when the postman delivered what seemed to be a card....
Well, yes, it was a card....it was from the local clinic reminding her that she had an appointment for a cervical smear test coming up!!!!!!
Can anybody beat that?
ps does CW send a card to his wrist?
My greatest Valentine's Day disaster was when I sent a card to a girl......and three days later she emigrated to America!! I kid you not, she was a nurse who drank in my local and I used to see her cycle past my flat every morning on her way to work.
We got chatting in the bar one night, Valentine's Day was coming up, I knew where she lived (no, I wasn't following her, I just happened to see her going into her house one day) so sent her a card.
The following weekend I saw her housemates in the pub without her and casually enquired (as you do) where she was. "Oh, didn't you know? She's gone to work in Boston for three years, we saw her off at the airport yesterday..."
What a waste of a stamp....
But that's nothing compared to the disappointment a good female (platonic) friend of mine suffered on Valentine's Day last year. Always unlucky in love, she was delighted when the postman delivered what seemed to be a card....
Well, yes, it was a card....it was from the local clinic reminding her that she had an appointment for a cervical smear test coming up!!!!!!
Can anybody beat that?
ps does CW send a card to his wrist?