Taste for Travel’s agony aunt Sally Slaughter answers queries on travel etiquette and modern manners in her column Ask Sally. Inquiries: info@tastefortravel.com.au
Dear Sally, At a dimly-lit tapas bar in Madrid I met the most beautiful woman. She was alone, her luscious lips slick with gloss, and she wore a silky red dress caressing her voluptuous thighs. Our eyes met. We talked. We swapped mobile phone numbers. I lost hers. Now I’m back in Stockholm and feeling gutted because I’ve missed an opportunity that might have changed both our lives. Sven T.
Dear Sven,
What a deliciously promising evening it was. Do bear in mind that with a name like Sven it is unlikely the relationship would have progressed beyond smouldering looks at 20 paces. Also, you lost her phone number, but she hasn’t lost yours, presumably, unless it is a case of mysterious coincidences. But she hasn’t called you, has she? I thought not. Unfortunately you will have to face facts. You’re a loser.
Graciously yours, Sally.
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Ah! Rai ~ Svenaki mou…indeed you are a loser, well said by our Auntie Sally. Fate has played a hand in it and now you must tie your manhood up with a pretty silky red bow… knotting it tightly – cuz it ain’t going anywhere – anyway!
Nothing worse than a man who hesitates!
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