Randy Andy was kind of a blind date....as some of my friends joked, this was because you would have to be blind to date him. 21 years old, he was 6"5, lanky, had curly black hair and a lovely set of train-tracks. We first met when he shared my umbrella to walk back from the Uni residence's shop. So when, a year later, the same boy came running up to me in a club shouting "You're the umbrella girl!!", my drunken beer-goggled brain thought it would be a good idea to accept the invite of a date. After him arriving half an hour late, we headed out to the cinema. Things didn't get off to a great start as, walking down the street, he started PATTING my head and asking if I, being 5", was 'intimidated' by 'tall people'. On arriving at the cinema, he let the doors slam in my face and marched up to the ticket lady, demanding 'ONE' ticket for the film HE had chosen. When told there were no seats left in the back row, he announced very loudly 'DAMN, I was looking forward to some back-row action!!'. After he TALKED though the whole film, he said we should go for a drink. Willing to give him a bit more of a chance, I agreed.......