
Tonight, it was my turn to think of a cheap night in.
Barman knew I was scared of clowns and always said he wanted to watch IT, the film that actually started my clown phobia, with me just so he could laugh all the time...
I knew his favourite wine was white, so I got a nice bottle of white wine for him, I knew he loved salted popcorn so I got some microwave popcorn, bought the bloody IT DVD and planned on treating him to takeaway for his dinner. On the way home from work after buying all this I get a phone call off my dad "don't use he microwave, I set a potato on fire in there and now it wont work."
"OK dad" I replied thinking, "phew good job I have nothing to micr..... OH NO" I screamed in my head as I remembered the popcorn, running to block busters I buy some ready made stuff and toffee popcorn for me :P
Worked out pretty well because when barman came over I could sound all well prepared by saying "I got you both typed of salted popcorn so you could choose" He looked so impressed.... and I will never tell him the truth :P
P.S. I still hate IT....