Young mate looked a bit dejected so I asked what was wrong. “Where do you meet nice girls?” he moaned. Well, I knew the answer to that question, “Stay away from my daughters!” I bellowed.
Now, the young fella doesn’t seem to have any trouble attracting the ladies with his simple, but devastating, technique; basically he turns up at the pub and smiles a lot.
And even though he’s having a great deal of fun playing the field, he is struggling to find Miss Right, or any relationship lasting longer than a wild and sleepless weekend.
Now, things may have changed since I was on the open market, but one thing is for sure, it’s rare to find Miss ‘Keeper’ in a pub or disco… actually, are they called disco’s anymore?
My own experiences in nightclubs were not good. The music was so loud that it killed any chance of conversation with the ladies, which meant I had to mime my requests for a dance.
Of course, in the poorly lit and smoke filled surrounds, my genuinely innocent actions were often misread as a suggestion for another activity closely related to vertical dancing, which lead to some interesting moments.
Plus the fact that I sashayed about the dance floor like someone receiving a series of violent electric shocks didn’t help my chances either.
It eventually dawned on me that these venues were not the places to find lasting love. The nice girls were in social, sporting and community clubs or small gatherings at friends’ places. It’s a real pity I didn’t discover this before permanent hearing loss set in.
Anyway, young mate will soon work it out for himself, but in the meantime I can only hope he stays distracted long enough for my daughters to marry some nice blokes.