My favorite bartender, with whom I discuss the mysteries of life.
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They are ALL my favourite mate until you go in for a grope...... you then discover that you are an 18 year old in a 55 year old body when you hear them exclaim "ewwwww.... you're old enough to be my Grandad you dirty old perv!"
I made a move on a bird in the Co-op ( a supermarket ) who was responsible for discounting all the stuff that was soon to be out of date / sell by etc.
She was actually leading to me toward items that were going to be reduced in price and telling me that I had first refusal on said items...... ie: an Aberdeen Angus steak fillet reduced from £10.94 to 19 pence.......... Damned good freezer fodder, you can't go wrong at 19 pence!
Anyhoo...... a few weeks back I was asking her what the death was on a Chicken Yakatari..... it was marked up at £3.99...... she replied "12 pence"....... I went in hard and said "do you fancy going out some time" and she replied with "OMG! you're older than my Grandfather!"............
I no longer associate a friendly person (whatever age) with a possible romantic adventure