Wow, so apparently I wreck relationships in Dundee. Atleast that’s what one would assume based on my first weekend out in Dundee.

Ok the story starts with me and my new roommate going out to a pub.  It’s semi-fun, we don’t really meet anyone but we have some beers and good conversation. We end up leaving the pub and heading to a nightclub because the place closes at 12 and the nightclubs are open till 3.

The nightclub is awesome. Pretty good music, attractive women and reasonably priced drinks. So we’re hanging out there and some random chick walks by me and says “Hey There!”…I say “Hey” back and that interaction ends.

Later I end up striking up a conversation with another woman.  She’s advising me about places I should visit in Dundee.  Eventually she pulls me out on the dance floor.  For anyone who has never seen me dance, just so you know, when I dance magic happens.  So we dance and everything is good.  We end up dancing way longer than I’m used to because the place closes at 3AM instead of 2AM like Austin and most places. When 3AM rolls around we exit the club. We talk a bit and I’m walking her to a cab, it’s all very innocent just me walking her to her cab with my arm around her.

Then I hear…”Suze.”…the girl’s name is Suzanne.  Then again I hear “Suze!!”, it’s obvious someone is calling her….but she’s ignoring it.  So I say “I think someone is calling you.”…..she says “Oh god….just keep walking.”

At that point my WTF sensor is starting to go off.  So I take a peek at whose calling out and it’s someone in a cab.  In fact not just ‘someone’ but the cab driver. So now I’m assuming it’s a driver that knows her and wants to make sure she isn’t drunkenly wandering home with some stranger. So I give a small wave to signal “It’s cool, I’m not some wierdo.”

Then this taxi driver hops out of his cab and yells at the top of his lungs “Suze!!!! Suze!!!”.  I now realize something is up. The taxi driver hops back in his taxi pulls a U-turn and drives up the road to where we are.  The driver hops out of the cab and starts saying to her “What is this?!?  You would do this to me?!?”.  I have now figured out what the deal is.  It’s her boyfriend……

You know those Southwest airlines commercials where they say “Wanna get away?” after someone has ended up in an awkward situation…. well this was a “Wanna Get Away?” moment and I did want to get away. So he goes on and on about “How could you do this to me?”….”You let me in your home with your kids….how could you do this to me?”.

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Yes folks, she apparently has kids too….whose lives I’ve possibly ruined.  He continues as she pleads “I just want to go home…I’m just going home.”  He says “With this guy with his arm around you?!? Your just going home, huh?!? (To Me)And who are you?!?”

I’ve never been asked this question. No one ever wants to be asked this quesition.  It’s a rhetorical question really where the person asking has already decided to dislike you and just wants a justification to do so. So I explain that I was just walking her home and nothing fishy is going on……He doesn’t beleive me and I don’t blame him, I wouldn’t either in his situation.  He then tells me that is his girlfriend and asks me to remove my arm from around her.  I try, but she is still holding me so it doesn’t really work.  He asks me again to remove my arm. I’m now thinking “Oh great I’m about to get into a fight with a taxi driver over some chick on my first night in Dundee”.

So this whole thing goes on for a minute or two. Til he eventually says “Screw it and gets back in his car and peels out.” Being the guy that I am, I salvage the night and laugh off the situation and walk her to her taxi….

…and got her number and plans to see her tomorrow…..what can I say, she was still pretty hot.

I’ve got no pictures from the incedent basically because I didn’t want to risk breaking or losing my phone if it came to actually fighting the guy, but I was already blogging this story in my head while they argued.

Luckily though my roommate met someone….unluckily though our walls are pretty thin.   :0

Tags: Crazy Story, life lesson, Night Life, relationships, Scotland, Single Life

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