Originally Posted by
Artangel
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I decided on Monday that l would go to a Skittles Night with a fish and chip supper with the U3A group, l belong to.
On arriving tonight, l noticed most were couples that l hadn’t seen before but it didn’t bother me as l’d met the organiser and his wife when l took my payment to their house on Monday.
I sat at a table when the organiser brought a woman towards me.
‘Hi’, she said. ‘l’m on my own and Ken said, you were too, do you mind if l sit with you?’
‘No of course not’, l replied.
She had got herself a glass of wine and sat down beside me. She said, she had only recently joined and was feeling anxious about being in a large group. I said, it didn’t bother me and never minded going to places on my own.
She seemed to be ok and was chatting away to me but just as l was to be called for my go to bowl, her hands seem to be darting about as she spoke.
The next thing, she accidentally knocks her glass of wine and the whole lot spills onto my lap. My jeans are soaked and l look like l’ve wet myself and I stink like a brewery!
My name is called for me to bowl but l can’t at that moment as l am drenched in wine. I ask for my name to be put on the end as l try and dry myself out.
In the meantime, the fish and chips arrive and l join the queue with soggy legs. Anxious lady, decides she will take her fish and chips and go home as she’s getting more anxious.
She goes home, l sit in my wet jeans and eat my fish and chips. Next, l am called for my turn to bowl. I can’t explain to everyone that a drink has been spilled on me and that l am not incontinent! Anyway, l knocked 8 out of 9 skittles down and l felt a bit cheered!
Now l don’t know whether to ask... have you ever had to do something in wet trousers?
Or, how can anyone, who is so pretty as she was, be so unconfident and anxious? She did say, it stems back to her childhood.