I thought I better do a post in case you thought i had died or was still drunk, its not like I have spent most of the day sleeping (or is it).
I think most of you have guessed that I can be a little feisty at times and its generally not a good idea to piss me off (so don't!). I am equally balanced out with a good dollop of dorkiness, remember I took a test to prove it Results of dork test.
So where I am going with this? Ah yes, drinking,dorky and feisty. This is not a good combination all the time, the feisty part does come in handy when i am cock blocking for my friends. I have no problem with getting rid of idiots by whispering (FUCK OFF) in their shell likes. That is only to blokes that are being really gross, I am not a total bitch.
When it comes to saving myself from scary blokes my inner dork takes over, i don't start crazy dancing, I try to avoid eye contact by looking at my watch, phone, or downing my drink. On this particular night my eye contact avoidance tactics failed me miserably! I was locked in eye contact with a massive bloke that was literally doing the truffle shuffle towards me , hands on enormous belly getting nearer and nearer. You must realise that I was rather drunk so this is rather exaggerated in my mind. What could I do? there was no escape, I manically twirled my straw around and around in my drink before taking a sip. Unfortunately I was a bit panicked and stabbed myself in the eye with my straw.
Luckily I was not permanently damaged, but it was enough of a shock to wake me up a bit and get out of the truffle shuffle path!
Who knows how bad it could of been.
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