An Almost Unwanted Encounter

The other night after I left the office, I was walking along the embankment to the station when I spotted a guy in front of me. From the back, he kind of looked a bit like one of my ex's. I almost freaked out.... bumping into any of my ex's is the last thing in the world that I want to happen. Ever. Thankfully, I've been really lucky in this respect because as a personal rule, I've always gone out with guys who didn't live in the same vicinity as me. Unfortunately, I once went out with the biggest loser from South London... and now I live in London, so I guess at some point it's inevitable that I might bump into the lying, cheating, pygmy bastard.

Anyway, I digress. Where was I? Oh yes, I almost freaked out because I thought the guy in front of me might have been my ex. But then I came to my senses, and I realised that there was no way it could possibly have been him..... because...... this guy wasn't carrying a plastic carrier bag with his belongings in!!!

Panic over.