30 May 2017

A woman walks in

Four guys chatting...
Woman arrives... 
One guy loses all interest in chatting to guys
and three guys look slightly glum.


12 comments:

Sean Jeating said...

Ach, kalter Kaffee! :)

Elephant's Child said...

What a spoilsport she is...

Andrew said...

Offer anything in any way Sean, and some people will buy it. Indeed that coffee made from beans that have been through the entire gut of a cat sells at at very high premium. Kopi Luwak. Coffee from cat shit - you will have to pay more - who thought of that? I am for warm skim milk latte or straight black myself, depending on mood. And that is a fine window to watch the world proceed, and surprisingly often find myself waving at passing students and ex-students who seem to comprise a large proportion of the population of the town after all my years of boring them. Recently I was also sitting next to the manager of St Johnstone, back in Europe again and coming to succumb to a football team near you, perhaps?

Andrew said...

She really should have brought three friends, EC, then everybody could have been happy.

Sean Jeating said...

Well, Berlin is 300 km away, but I would keep my fingers crossed for the Saints, anyway. :)
And? Has your daughter already recovered from celebrating Hibernian's return to the Premiership?
As for business ideas: What do you think of us feeding sheep with teh droppings of guinea pigs?

Andrew said...

She has still not finished celebrating them winning the Scottish Cup last year. (Your business idea needs a little work, I feel)

Sean Jeating said...

Isn't it nowadays mostly about 'little work, big money'?
And may I add I do admire your lovely daughter's stamina when it comes to celebrate the Hibs?

susan said...

Hopefully, within a few moments all five were chatting happily.

Andrew said...

Nope. He was entirely preoccupied with gazing into her fluttering eyes.

PerthDailyPhoto said...

A Yoko Ono moment Andrew 😀

Andrew said...

Ha ha! Indeed PDP: The break-up of the fab four

Andrew said...

By the way, examining the gaze of that chap standing to greet the woman... His eyes do not really seem to be focused on her face, do they? Men are easily distracted.