Good job she didn't honk her horn & blow you a kiss
I've bumped into a ex-regular when out with Mrs Y, walked into a pub & there she was. Gave her a sly smile and went to sit outside.
Then the words i was dreading came "who was that girl you smiled at"
"i used to work with her" said i, "whats her name"
fucking spanish inquisition ensued.
Said prossie walked out arm in arm with some punter (found this out later) & gave him a peck in full view of us, that did the job as Mrs Y started talking shit again about family & people i don't even know, internally i was shaking like a shitting dog.
Next punt with said ex-regular the subject didn't come up until just as i was leaving she said "your wife's very pretty, i wouldn't have put you two together"
"Should've gone to Specsavers" was my response. Cheeky bitch