Monday, May 22, 2006

Suprised

In then middle of going toe-to- toe with a group of lads for 5 minutes of "We're coming in", "No you're not" type exchanges you don't expect a passing lady to barge through the tighly packed crowd of people and ask straight out for your phone number. Not a silly teenage girl but a thirty-ish well dressed lady at the end of her night out. It broke the mood somewhat and we were all laughing at the state of redened face this caused.

Even more suprising after this laughter and her polite rebuff came a resumption of the toe-to-toe conflict for a few minutes more of clashing perpectives. It was like players stopping for oranges segments during a street fight. Not something at all expected but then it had been one hell of a weird night.