OMG! I Am SOOOOOOO EMBARRASSED!

StoneFinn · 05-10-2010, 09:15 AM

So, I was taking her out for dinner for the first time. I was still young and wearing a wallet chain. Not just a "wallet chain" but the Old School Industrial-Punk Wallet Chain. Nice, solid heavy links... what hung in a nice drape... down to my knee.

I held her chair out for her, tucking her in as she sat. I took my seat across from her, and we ordered. I was terribly nervous. I decided that I *needed* to go wash my hands-- anything to settle my nerves down a bit. I excuse myself, and get up from my chair.

The washroom is across the dining room, but I have to go around the table and go by her chair to head toward the door. So, I get up, and with much more "intent" or "focus" than I thought that I was putting in to it, I move to head towards the washroom.......

except...

my Screw-The-Establishment-Walletchain has hooked on to a rather solid part of her chair unbeknownst to me, and with the speed and finesse of a magician pulling the tablecloth out from underneath the crystal-- I yank her chair right out from underneath her, and take it with me for about 2 to 3 steps before I realise just what has happened.

I apparently turned so red that I was purple, and that I believe that so much blood was going into me blushing that I have no memory of what happened next.

(apparently, though, she forgave me... and considered me "endearing" as that wasn't our only date! lol )

(oh, and no-- no more walletchains.)

05-10-2010, 09:15 AM	#13
StoneFinn Member How Do You Identify?: Transgressive Male Preferred Pronoun?: masculine Relationship Status: hog-tied with love Join Date: Feb 2010 Location: beyond the never-never Posts: 157 My Photo Gallery Thanks: 234 Thanked 312 Times in 91 Posts Rep Power: 1671350	So, I was taking her out for dinner for the first time. I was still young and wearing a wallet chain. Not just a "wallet chain" but the Old School Industrial-Punk Wallet Chain. Nice, solid heavy links... what hung in a nice drape... down to my knee. I held her chair out for her, tucking her in as she sat. I took my seat across from her, and we ordered. I was terribly nervous. I decided that I needed to go wash my hands-- anything to settle my nerves down a bit. I excuse myself, and get up from my chair. The washroom is across the dining room, but I have to go around the table and go by her chair to head toward the door. So, I get up, and with much more "intent" or "focus" than I thought that I was putting in to it, I move to head towards the washroom....... except... my Screw-The-Establishment-Walletchain has hooked on to a rather solid part of her chair unbeknownst to me, and with the speed and finesse of a magician pulling the tablecloth out from underneath the crystal-- I yank her chair right out from underneath her, and take it with me for about 2 to 3 steps before I realise just what has happened. I apparently turned so red that I was purple, and that I believe that so much blood was going into me blushing that I have no memory of what happened next. (apparently, though, she forgave me... and considered me "endearing" as that wasn't our only date! lol ) (oh, and no-- no more walletchains.) __________________ "Iron rusts from disuse, stagnant water loses its purity, and in cold weather becomes frozen; even so does inaction sap the vigors of the mind." ~~ Da Vinci "If I were to think of and dwell on disastrous possibilities, I could do nothing. I throw myself headlong into my work, and come up again with my studies; if the storm within gets too loud, I take a glass too much to stun myself." ~~ Van Gogh

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