Many years ago,in my single days,met a guy that seemed really nice,really funny,and very easy on the eye. We met up, for our first date,and went for a drink, which went well, then we met up with his flatmate and a couple of other girls. He invited me back to his, and as there were a few of us felt ok about going. However once there, the others all disappeared into various rooms, and me and blokey were left. He then gets out his guitar(no thats not code either)and tells me hes been learning to play,and he wanted to play me a song. It was a paul weller song,is all i remember. Anyway, he played about 7 chords then says "no, thats not it. let me try again" ,so he tried again,and again. 3 hours later,was still stuck there,,with him repeating same 7 chordsI was saying "Honestly , dont worry,it doesnt matter",and "Well, I had better get going, work tomorrow n all that", but he totally ignored me Eventually I told him i HAD to go home,as I was just soooo tired,he asked me if I could drop him off on my way home,so I said ,ok. He kept saying that he had a great night, and could we meet the next night. Then he suddenly turned and said"ok, you can drop me here" We were just entering a busy roundabout,so I kept going,with a view to stopping as soon as I could . He started screaming"I said let me out here, stop the f'in car, you stop when I tell you", opens the door and pretty much jumps out,lucky i wasnt going too fast, What a d**k!!

Not sure if I ever mentioned my former neighbour who used to wear a suit and stand on the side of the road "wired up" with a transistor radio in his pocket.
The local coppers called him Secret Squirrel as he apparently was convinced he was a secret agent.
Anyhow, Secret squirrel turned up at my front door one day carrying an empty bird cage and a piece of string. His pet budgie had escaped and he wanted me to help him lasso it.

Brilliant!

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Wow! I once dated a guy, who seemed really, really nice. After about 6 weeks of seeing him, we're in a Mexican restaurant having dinner and he comes out with 'Of course, you know blacks aren't as intelligent as whites. Their brains are smaller.'

I left. Early. He now works for NSW police.

I came across an accident on one of the bridges in the centre of Dublin when I was less experienced as a driver (and as a person?) than I am now. Some old guy had crashed into bollards at the end of the bridge and was wandering around in traffic dazed and confused. I assumed he was intoxicated and asked him to stay with his vehicle while I called the police. He took notice and I wasn't going to lay a finger on him to move him out of the traffic so I just let him be.

Anyone who's familiar with the Irish police will tell you that unless there is a clear imminent threat to life or limb you will be waiting for hours. Anyway, I got tired of waiting for someone to deal with something that really was not my problem, and I left.

It was only afterwards that I realised there was no smell of alcohol off the poor auld guy and I had been pretty discourteous about his confused state and the obstruction he was causing. I assume it was some medical problem and I just didn't have the life experience to notice it.