Well at least you got to see some men

I got to meet lots of men on the weekend (had a big picnic and pub thingy with friends and friends of friends and friends of friends of friends), and many of whom were weird.
My favourite was wearing his bike helmet over a safari hat. Since then the rest of us just say "two hats..." whenever something is weird, difficult to understand or silly. The really scary thing is that Hatman fancies me.
I did manage to scare another guy off by saying I was a woman and wouldn't even consider working if I had a boyfriend and I didn't care if he was up to 60 years old as long as he could pay for me. It worked, and I kept a very straight face. My friend who was sitting at the same table was trying not to pee himself laughing.
So, many offers but no taking
