OFF THE RECORD
THE complaints about lack of trade for our many restaurants during the Games must have rung a sympathetic chord with this cashed up visitor. Out with a large group of friends it was nothing but the best at this lavish dinner. Other diners were bemused (and slightly jealous) to see a constant flow of $2000 bottles of wine being opened with a flourish. Add that to the rest of the fine fair and the bill was well into the five figure range which should tide the restaurant over for a few weeks.
THE scene is a first date in a fancy restaurant. The couple, no longer in the first flush of youth, has decided to head out after a chance meeting in a coffee shop. They sit down and exchange a few pleasantries before she says these fateful words. “I Googled you.” “Really,” said he. “What did you find out?” “I found out that you are very rich.” With that she gave a smile that denoted the fact that she thought she had hit the jackpot. And it was precisely at that point he mentally ended any chance of a long-term relationship. While he is proud of his hard-won success, what he really wants is something money can’t buy – love and affection. As Julia Roberts said in Pretty Woman, Big mistake. Big! Huge!
WITH record numbers of police in and around the city, in hindsight it probably wasn’t a good idea for this gal to do a too quick, late night dash to a drivethrough take away joint. Alas, the sirens flashed and she was pulled over but that was the least of her problems. Deciding not to waste time by changing she had headed out wearing a very skimpy nightie reasoning that she would never have to leave the car. The only solution was to apologise to the policeman, hand over her licence and try to keep the few bits of sheer material in place. No need for a strip search in this case.
SOMEONE may have enjoyed the fun of the Games just a little too much. As often happens when boys are being boys, this dude’s night out gathered steam until it was soon a runaway train. Around 2am his phone rang and it was his ever-loving wife. “What state are you in?” she demanded. A long pause, some whispered background conversations and then came a reply for the ages. “New South Wales.” Honesty is always the best policy.