This could be quite a long bit of typing, will try to keep it brief! Funny/strange story about a date I had once – met in a pub, got on amazingly well, really laughing and felt like we’d known each other ages. I was quite keen, but played it cool, didn’t rush to text back after the date for a few days, then when I texted she had a go at me for not being enthusiastic enough. So I said “Well, I don’t know the rules of middle-aged dating.” or similar. She lost her nut! Left me a long rambling voice mail, including the words: MIDDLE AGED? I’m not Middle aged! She was 52, iirc. hmm… So we talked about the Fury-Wilder rematch – are you watching it live, she said? No, says I, I’m reffing rugby in the morning so need a proper night’s sleep. Called me boring! Oh, this is an historic event! etc. I’m having people round to watch it live! she says, makes quite a big deal of it.
Day after the fight, (which Fury won easily by KO, in case you don’t know) I call and say wow! did you watch it? She says, yeah, hmph, another draw! Erm, are you sure..? Turns out she’d watched a replay of the first fight! I mean, mental. I did get a big apology for the voicemail rant, but I left it there. Mostly out of fear. :lol: 😲🤪