Spurred on by the possibility of a decent value punt at the other side of a tube ride, I headed to Turnpike lane.
The lady who let me in was small and slim, but nothing like the pictures. She was at least 40. I didn't fancy her much and began to think how I could talk my way out of this.
I asked about dfk. She said "a little bit". I took this as Polish for "I hate my job and I don't want to dfk you, you ugly fuck", so I walked.
I like it when they give you the reason! I'd find it harder if she was welcoming, enthusiastic and convincingly agreed to all requests.
One hour there and back from town wasted, cos there wasn't any wireless on the tube. I managed to salvage my afternoon with a quality punt arranged at short notice.
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