My habit of over-hearing things reared its ugly head again today. I was enjoying a small half of Guinness at lunchtime and couldn't help but eavesdrop on a group of four well-dressed friends sitting at a table having lunch. Comprising two men and two women, they were all in their forties, drinking lots of wine, and one of the couples was obviously experiencing difficulties in their marriage. Every so often one of them would loudly say "Well at least I clean my leg hairs out of the plughole" or something equally banal and intrinsic. Then they'd settle back down into silence and ignore each other for a while. It's amazing how people lose their sense of awareness when their relationships turn sour, and discuss things in totally inappropriate places. You'd think they'd want to keep it all quiet and talk about it at home, wouldn't you? Anyway – long story short – the girls were giggling, the men were getting frosty, when the wife quite loudly said "Oh, I've always been a flirt, I can't help myself, but Tim gets so jealous, don't you darling. He HATES it when I start flirting." To which 'Tim' replied "Sucking someone's cock in the toilet at a party is NOT FLIRTING." I have to say I think he has a point.
RC 9-4-10
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