Your mother was wrong |
No doubt your mother told you, you should never go on first impressions, but I've always found first impressions quite useful especially where the other sex is concerned.
The place often dictates the people, so, on first impressions, here's the scoring potential of the latest venues to mingle the hormones, the Net cafés. Do you remember the boy at your prep school who wore NHS glasses, had his name embroidered on his socks, smelt of mothballs and didn't know what wanking was? Well if you want to meet up with him, he's surfing at an Internet café near you now. If that boy is you, read on - and then go out, buy a bar of soap, wash beneath your scrotum and get a life. Showing a Net fetish in public is lower down the social pecking order than admitting you've got a sexual disease or that your parents are Jehovah's Witnesses. I've certainly never been successfully chatted up with the 'let me show you my bulletin board' line. |