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Grog and dressing up

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So after the first meeting with the Theatre Producer I emailed her a few times and suggested another, longer drink to talk about plays and writing. You know, like a proper business meeting.

This however ended up a business meeting with a dress-code. For some reason, we ended up having a competition to see who could dress like the most tragic hipster. I spent hours working on my outfit.

I arrived a little early at a bar near Old Street. It was underground and was like a speak easy. It was a Sunday so that was almost empty. It was a very cool place. Not the sort of place to be wearing an outfit that would make people wish for colour-blindness.

The Theatre Producer arrived, she was wearing a cape. Yes an actual cape and irresponsibly short shorts. Her hair was in a bun on the top of her head and she was wearing proper hipster glasses. She did admit that the glasses were fairly normal for her, but that the cape only came out on special occasions. She looked rather silly, but also stunning. I just looked like a spaz.

The drinking begins

We sat down in the corner and had a couple of cocktails. We chatted about everything apart from plays and writing. Then we ordered some grog. It was grog for eight people served in a funny wooden barrel/jug. It was extremely tasty.

We talked more, and more and more. We laughed while discussing families, friends and all the catching up stuff you do when you are starting to get to know someone. The Theatre Producer has done a lot of really impressive stuff.

I love conversations where one of you can have a silly idea and the other person understands it and then takes it one step further. You take it a little further and with in minutes you are laughing so much you feel a bit sick. We had a lot of those.

We also drank all the grog.

It was an excellent business meeting.

We talked about plays for about 30 seconds at the end.

I had put my card behind the bar earlier so asked for it and the bill. The bill arrived first so I had to ask for my card again. In the time between me asking and the card arriving the Theatre Producer had settled a bill. That has never happened to me before, ever.

It was a good business meeting, although I have to admit I had been a bit distracted by having too much fun.

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  1. H
    May 29, 2011 at 7:57 am

    You know what I am going to say here don’t you? In fact, you know what everyone who reads this blog is going to say here. Forget starlet, pursue Producer! And I know she reads the blog and is therefore verboten, but there is one incredibly important thing you are overlooking. The fact that she reads the blog is the only thing that could potentially save your bacon, because if you end up engaged/married to any woman and then tell her about the blog the ensuing row will make the Consultant look like a Beacon of Sanity.

    I like the sound of the Producer anyway. And starlets are all neurotic even if they at first appear normal-ish.

  2. Ukulesley
    May 29, 2011 at 9:05 am

    Yup, what H said.

  3. May 29, 2011 at 10:00 am

    I think are both wise.

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