― N., Friday, 17 May 2002 00:00 (twenty-three years ago)
I'm told I have a "miserable face" and I've been asked at bus stops before is there something the matter when in reality I am on top of the world.
― Ronan, Friday, 17 May 2002 00:00 (twenty-three years ago)
― jel --, Friday, 17 May 2002 00:00 (twenty-three years ago)
― Emma, Friday, 17 May 2002 00:00 (twenty-three years ago)
Last night I ended up sitting on the train opposite a bloke with a Decca records t-shirt and a blob of mayonaise at the corner of his mouth. I couldn't help but look at the blob, but he kept catching me doing it, so we'd make eye contact and then I'd get embarrased and look down/ hide behind my hair. He winked at me when I got off, but I wasn't flirting with him, just looking at the mayonaise.
― Anna, Friday, 17 May 2002 00:00 (twenty-three years ago)
― Sean, Friday, 17 May 2002 00:00 (twenty-three years ago)
I hope it was mayonaise.
Unless you were wearing black trousers, white shirt & an apron in which case she thought you were a waiter.
Maybe the waiter will know if it's mayonaise? [clicks fingers] Over here please! Oh ... sorry Nick, didn't recognise you for a second there.
― Tracer Hand, Friday, 17 May 2002 00:00 (twenty-three years ago)
― Graham, Friday, 17 May 2002 00:00 (twenty-three years ago)
― Archel, Friday, 17 May 2002 00:00 (twenty-three years ago)
The hardest thing about catching someone's eye is what to do with it once you've caught it.
I would suggest not using it for dodgeball.
― Ned Raggett, Friday, 17 May 2002 00:00 (twenty-three years ago)
― jen, Friday, 17 May 2002 00:00 (twenty-three years ago)
― Martin Skidmore, Friday, 17 May 2002 00:00 (twenty-three years ago)
― Seriously, Sunday, 19 May 2002 00:00 (twenty-three years ago)
― Maria, Sunday, 19 May 2002 00:00 (twenty-three years ago)
― Mandee, Sunday, 19 May 2002 00:00 (twenty-three years ago)
― liquidpaper, Monday, 20 May 2002 00:00 (twenty-three years ago)