It wasn't a proper date, just a university classmate inviting me at his shared apartment for tea after both of us drank s****y tea at the bar. I knew him and accepted his invite, even if my friend checked on me every 15 minutes for safety reasons.
As soon as i arrived i had to use the toilet. I pooped big, then when i flushed the flush didn't work. Did i break it? I stepped on the toilet, half dead for the unbearable stench that no perfume could lessen. The flush had a small hook that was unhooked (i can't describe it better), so i fixed it and finally made that lovecraftian monster disappear in the deep of our sewer system. More perfume, i opened the window and washed my hands.
Nice tea, nice chat, we said goodbye on good terms and planned to see each other again. In the evening he called me. "What happened in the toilet?" "Well, you know i felt sick.." "no, i don't care. What did you do to the toilet?" "I suppose when i pushed the button a small hook got unhooked and i put it back in position. Did i break it?" "No, it has been broken for months and we used a bucket to flush" "well, now it works!" He went silent and the next day he didn't reply to my texts, i invited him for a drink and offered to bring a thermos of tea with 2 cups. Then he texted me *sorry i can't date you. I was supposed to date a female law student, not Gino the bricklayer* i wanted to send him an invoice for plumbing work but i gave up.
With a sentence, he proved to be sexist, bigoted, lazy and incapable of doing simple maintenance work.
As soon as i arrived i had to use the toilet. I pooped big, then when i flushed the flush didn't work. Did i break it? I stepped on the toilet, half dead for the unbearable stench that no perfume could lessen. The flush had a small hook that was unhooked (i can't describe it better), so i fixed it and finally made that lovecraftian monster disappear in the deep of our sewer system. More perfume, i opened the window and washed my hands.
Nice tea, nice chat, we said goodbye on good terms and planned to see each other again. In the evening he called me. "What happened in the toilet?" "Well, you know i felt sick.." "no, i don't care. What did you do to the toilet?" "I suppose when i pushed the button a small hook got unhooked and i put it back in position. Did i break it?" "No, it has been broken for months and we used a bucket to flush" "well, now it works!" He went silent and the next day he didn't reply to my texts, i invited him for a drink and offered to bring a thermos of tea with 2 cups. Then he texted me *sorry i can't date you. I was supposed to date a female law student, not Gino the bricklayer* i wanted to send him an invoice for plumbing work but i gave up.
With a sentence, he proved to be sexist, bigoted, lazy and incapable of doing simple maintenance work.