Well these are two funny storys to tell you all, I went out two weekends ago with my good friend Martin to a pub called The Halfway House in Sutton Coldfield Birmingham England, i have been going to this pub since my hair fell out and everyone treats me really well in there (except Gary Bolton) and ive had some of my best nights out here, Well me and Martin were at the bar and i noticed a hugh heffiner lookalike at the bar (playboy man) and begin talking to him he was about 67 but extremley funny, anyway we spent the whole evening with hugh and his mate bob hes 60 and they were so great about my hairloss and had no hang ups about it and made me feel really welcome in there company.
We now meet up with these two guys every friday, and its funny from start to finsh when we are all out together i love meeting up with them.


Well ive only had one bad experience since going to this pub, and it was with a guy called Gary i met him when i had hair and he seemed a really nice man, however we went for a drink when my hair fell out and everything was nice but he became really full on so i decided to call it a day, and he began harassing me everyday, I then told him that i wasnt interested in anything more than friends and he replied with, Well i only dated you as i felt sorry for you with no hair, i couldnt believe he was so nasty so i walked off and left him in the pub on his own.

Well a month past by and he came up and spoke to me and apologised for being out of order and began crying on the pub car park and asked if we could go out for a drink and have a chat to which i agreed, so two sundays ago i picked Gary up and drove to a pub called the plough and harrow and chatted to him for hours and he was like putty in my hands begging for a second chance, we then got back in to the car and all he kept saying was i like you alot can we give it ago and trying to kiss me. I then pulled up outside Garys house to drop him off and he leant forward to kiss me to which i pulled away and said Dont even go there loser i only came out for a drink with you as i felt sorry for you and drove off....................... ( god it felt great getting one up on him i couldnt stop laughing)
Gary came over to me the following week and said he was prepared to give me a olive branch if i want to go out again, to which i replied you can stick your olive branch up your own backside and turned away.

Morale of this story dont get mad get even.

When Gary sees me in the pub each week he looks gutted and so he should he lost out big time !!!!!