Why do women mess with us so?
I go shopping with her. I ask if she wants to stop at a cafe for coffee. She says yes and we do. I order the coffee and a slice of her favourite cake. I guide her to a two seater table so we can sit close. Now, the person behind the counter gives me a number so the waitress can bring our coffee. No: 11.
I sit at the table with my gf. She looks at the number and then says look( with a smile), I look around, what?
Long story short... She gets all hissy and won't talk to me because the 11 th was the first date we actually went out on a date( sheesh)
I'm supposed to rennet that?