"That
won't do!", I protested. "A good-looking young man like you! He IS good-looking, isn't he?", I
appealed to his fellows who nodded in agreement as Sammy sunk deeper into his
chair than usual. "Sammy Slouch" is my secret nickname for him. He's
a good lad, though, and I decided it's time to find him a girlfriend.
I asked him
if he uses Tinder, and he said no, he can't afford it.
"I'm
sure you can use it for free", I persisted. I wasn't going to let him off
that lightly.
"Let's
check".
I called up
Tinder on the large screen, hoping that one of their supervisors would not
appear, making one of their surprise visits to check that everyone was in
attendance.
To cut a long
story short, I now have an account on Tinder (free), and Sammy is probably
sitting at home watching the telly!
Now, I love that!!
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