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Our Graham the lecturer
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Wednesday, 22 October 2008 Written by MIndy Date Describe your date:
Disastrous
Tell us more about your dating disaster: This is more of a sad rant... I met Our Graham on a dating website. He seemed like a nice guy - chatty, caring, funny and above all keen. However I forgot the 'teacher factor'. Ladies - never date a teacher/lecturer type - you will always come second to their work. Once term started the keen-ness went flying out of the window to be replaced by lame excuses and cancellations with 'promises to make it up to you' and 'I'm so sorry but I have to go present at a funding board' and 'I've lost a crucial bit of work and need to work late tonight'. I should have heard the warning bells after the first cancellation but like a romantic fool I kept the faith...giving him a second/third/fourth chance. Now the most annoyinging thing is that he was the one who got to call it off - and so I am the one who feels rejected. Which if you ask me is VERY UNFAIR when he is the lame one unable to find time in his boring work-a-holic life to date. It just winds me up ALOT that he has the cheek to put himself on a dating website when he doesn't have the time for it. STAY CLEAR OF THESE TEACHER TYPES!!! The Location of The Date: London |
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