I’ve got a mate who has punted for the last 25+ years like myself, and by now I thought he’d have learned a few lessons in punting, but no.
He phoned yesterday after another shit punt, which is to be expected every now and then I suppose but that’s now three in a row within two weeks and all operate from the same hovel in town. (Roman Place in Great Yarmouth for those who live on and around) I asked why he’d bothered and his reply was that he couldn’t get away from the missus long enough to see his regular (she’s 20 miles away) and the other regular which we’ve both seen many times was unavailable.
His biggest worry now is when standing at the door the family next door came out the property and saw him, and this hovel is a 2 minute walk from his front door on the same road.
He’s now shitting himself about being seen, and moaning about the waste of another £70, but I can guarantee this time next week he’ll have wasted more cash on another shit punt. On a purely selfish basis at least I can cross off some girls whose profile I’ve looked at and considered.
