The one that got away. Sigh.

corner of hells

Andreas77 wrote: »

Worked as waiter and general dogsbody on cruise liner for six months after leaving high school. Became friendly with six piece function and wedding band who would play soft rock, waltzes, or pleasant little ditties by Ron Sexsmith, Barry Manilow, Rod Stewart, Dire Straits, or the solo work of various members of the Eagles such as Glenn Frey, Don Henley etc., for elderly couples enjoying twilight existence. There was a drummer, left handed saxophone player who also doubled up as trombonist, bass player (female), keyboardist, backing singer and lead singer/guitarist. As I would be preparing martinis or spritz, the retired guests would be serenaded by these tunes and other played by this talented troupe of musicians named “The Entertainers”. My other duties on the boat included changing linen, vacuum cleaning, mopping up spills, and on several occasions I would be asked on how to access dirty channels on cable television. This was not a service we advertised, and in fact was very rare as most travellers were old married couples. Most of the time I would inform these individuals, some of whom exercised poor memory and learning functions, the times that Beverly Hills Bordello would be repeated on TV as it was free to air, and suggested they would not be into the more hardcore channels which could included fisting, male scissoring, swapping, rodeo rides, ass to mouth, ball biting etc. Keep in mind these were very old individuals of retirement age so usually they would watch Beverly Hills Bordello or Euro Trash and if I was not too busy I would watch it with them sitting on berth. One couple was not so old, they were in their forties at the time and were desirous of the most hardcore pornography available. These two were very successful entrepreneurs in their own right, she I believe had started as beautician but had developed own brand of cosmetics for retail, as well as working as interpreter and event organiser for wealthy Chinese businessman buying and selling horses, he had some connection to Ferrari and was working in research and development north of Bologna on maybe five or six hundred thousand euro a year. The man told me that before he met wife he would use internet to meet other guys and they would bring dirty magazines to remote locations and all of the men together would jerk off looking at pictures of naked women, in wooded areas, especially if there was a picnic table (you can imagine). As I say, this was before he met his stunning wife. This girl was German, about 1.8 meters tall, maybe 140 lbs, natural blond but with hair dyed black, very slim figure with perky breasts, and a mischievous impish smile which really turned me on. When I’ve entered room I’ve noticed signature leather Paul Smith bag opened and full of sex toys and lubricant. The wardrobe was full of expensive designer dresses all perfect pressed. I believe we were in vicinity of Skjolden-Sognefjord. There was also casino on board and every evening I would have to check machines for takings or irregularities (never found any). I was a virgin at this time.

Who was the "one" who got away ? You , her ,him , the band ?

ilovesmybrick

I thought I did, an awfully messy relationship where, at the end, I didn't come out with any dignity or as a good example of how a man should act respectfully. It's no defence, but I was young and it was a toxic relationship on both sides for different reasons. Turns out age and experience of healthy relationships make me look back at it as a lucky escape that came far too late. Not because she was an awful person (though there were a few issues that I could never forgive), but because we were fundamentally incompatible on that level, but were for a period before our relationship great friends. So I do at times look back at the friendship that we had prior to our relationship and wish that had been given more time than teenage hormones, that friendship is what got away.

At this stage in my life I more look back at those relationships where I never really gave them the time of day and was dismissive and ignorant and regret not showing a bit more understanding or respect. I lost a good deal of potentially great friendships that way and it probably would have made my early twenties a lot more interesting. I lucked out with the woman I'm with, and without those ****ty lessons I would never have learned what was needed (Christ she wouldn't have looked at me twice the way I was at 21!), but I do regret the ones that got away that I never gave the time to allow a proper friendship to develop with. You live and learn, hopefully I'll teach my sons to be a better man a that stage of their lives than I was!

bitofabind

corner of hells wrote: »

Who was the "one" who got away ? You , her ,him , the band ?

The impish 140lbs natural blonde with brunette hair German frau I suspect

Edgware

Alun wrote: »

I happened upon an ex that I sometimes thought about from way back on FB the other day ... what a lucky escape is all I can say!

As Garth Brooks sings " some of Gods greatest gifts are unanswered prayers"

ldy4mxonucwsq6

Has anyone here gone back to "the one that got away" with positive/negative results?

I wonder is it usually a case of rose tinted glasses or maybe in some cases that the person reminds us of how we felt when we were younger and more carefree.

I still think about mine sometimes, a song or a smell will remind me....he will always be very special to me.

I think it would be a disaster to revisit. But I do wonder if he ever thinks about me the way I do about him.

Hamsterchops

My one that got away smoked cigarettes, she couldn't swim, and she hadn't learned to drive.......all these years later I often wonder what happened to her? Did shee settle down & start a family, did she stop smoking, did she ever learn how to swim? can she drive? Guess I'll never know, not that I care anymore, or do I :cool:

Redneck Reject

corner of hells wrote: »

Who was the "one" who got away ? You , her ,him , the band ?

It was the ship, it left him stranded in Italy I reckon. Thus the one who got away.

vargoo

Hamsterchops wrote: »

My one that got away smoked cigarettes, she couldn't swim, and she hadn't learned to drive.......all these years later I often wonder what happened to her? Did shee settle down & start a family, did she stop smoking, did she ever learn how to swim? can she drive? Guess I'll never know, not that I care anymore, or do I :cool:

Your particular criticisms of your "one" are odd.

She might be better off.

Hamsterchops

What, because I didn't like the smoking?

Her not driving or not being able to swim wasn't a criticism, just a fact. She was beautiful though

freshpopcorn

Hamsterchops wrote: »

What, because I didn't like the smoking?

Her not driving or not being able to swim wasn't a criticism, just a fact. She was beautiful though

What age was she?

leggo

Hamsterchops wrote: »

My one that got away smoked cigarettes, she couldn't swim, and she hadn't learned to drive.......all these years later I often wonder what happened to her? Did shee settle down & start a family, did she stop smoking, did she ever learn how to swim? can she drive? Guess I'll never know, not that I care anymore, or do I :cool:

You seem like you don’t care anyway. Posting about someone unprompted on boards.ie is always a telltale sign of ‘not caring’.

Tammy!

leggo wrote: »

You seem like you don’t care anyway. Posting about someone unprompted on boards.ie is always a telltale sign of ‘not caring’.

He keeps her picture upon the wall to hide the nasty stain that's lying there...

Hamsterchops

freshpopcorn wrote: »

What age was she?

26. She was the one who got away, but I'll always love her.

And as for you Tammy, you know nothing about me or my ex fiance, so you can take a walk......

Tammy!

Hamsterchops wrote: »

26. She was the one who got away, but I'll always love her.

And you can take a walk Tammy.

Ah stop it's a song. I'm only joking with ya Hamsterchops!

Dog Man Star

When I was about 20, I was at a house party and met this gorgeous girl. I was a bit heartbroken at the time from another girl, so this girl's fairly forward attention was fantastic, but I was not in the best place.

The night at the house party was still a bit raw but I was glad to have met her, though I did think she thought I was a bit unstable.

Roll forward three months, I brought a pair of sunglasses to the local pub with eyes glued on, Simpsons-like. Think it was a running gag from a boring mate of ours. Many gags ensued, until I heard someone passing by saying "hiya ...." to me. I ran after her, but I knew then she was convinced I was unhinged. One of those "oh ****" moments.

Always regretted that.

She recognised me despite the crazy glasses, said hello, and I missed the whole thing. One word, one shout, I would probably be with her today. Instead, I have three children with a woman I adore.

What will be, will be people.

leggo

Dog Man Star wrote: »

When I was about 20, I was at a house party and met this gorgeous girl. I was a bit heartbroken at the time from another girl, so this girl's fairly forward attention was fantastic, but I was not in the best place.

The night at the house party was still a bit raw but I was glad to have met her, though I did think she thought I was a bit unstable.

Roll forward three months, I brought a pair of sunglasses to the local pub with eyes glued on, Simpsons-like. Think it was a running gag from a boring mate of ours. Many gags ensued, until I heard someone passing by saying "hiya ...." to me. I ran after her, but I knew then she was convinced I was unhinged. One of those "oh ****" moments.

Always regretted that.

She recognised me despite the crazy glasses, said hello, and I missed the whole thing. One word, one shout, I would probably be with her today. Instead, I have three children with a woman I adore.

What will be, will be people.

I have a million of them from when I was younger. “Ohhhhh...they were interested and I was just dumb!” If I had any cop on in my early 20’s I’d probably have gonorrhea but a helluva lot of great stories now.

ldy4mxonucwsq6

Edgware wrote: »

As Garth Brooks sings " some of Gods greatest gifts are unanswered prayers"

Looking back on the memory of
The dance we shared beneath the stars above

For a moment all the world was right
How could I have known you'd ever say goodbye

And now I'm glad I didn't know
The way it all would end the way it all would go

Our lives are better left to chance I could have missed the pain
But I'd have to miss the dance

Holding you I held everything
For a moment wasn't I the king

But if I'd only known how the king would fall
Hey who's to say you know I might have changed it all

And now I'm glad I didn't know
The way it all would end the way it all would go

Our lives are better left to chance I could have missed the pain
But I'd of had to miss the dance

Yes my life is better left to chance
I could have missed the pain but I'd of had to miss the dance........

dubstepper

For me it was a girl I was with in my early twenties (now early 40s). I met her on a night out and got her number. Arranged to meet her in a bar the following week and was blown away. I can still remember that feeling when I first saw her even though it is nearly 20 years ago now. She was funny, attractive and we hit it off so well.

We were together for 2 years but ultimately I let her slip away. I wasn't in a great place mentally at the time. She pursued it for about 6-9 months after a break but I wasn't too bothered. I was into partying. I came to my senses too late, she had moved on. I hurt her and there was no going back.

I moved away for years and didn't keep any contact. I would get the occasional update from friends. I often thought of her and what could have been. There were girls after, but nothing that felt like it. I met my now wife and married, but always a piece of my heart was hers.

Roll forward 15 years or so and she moved into my area. She waved at me one day and beckoned me across the road. I walked to her amazed. We hugged and spoke and it felt surreal. Her voice wasn't how I remembered?! She has not physically changed much but her personality had. I bump into her from time to time and speak banalities about the weather/work/kids. I would love to tell her how much she still means to me but I think I would be embarrassing us both.

cj maxx

Not exactly one that got away, but a girl lve met in places I'd never expected,over a few years.I'd meet her out but nothing ever happened then I wouldn't see her for a year or more.I thought there was a rapport there but know that by not taking my (maybe imaginary) chance then I'll probably never know if she ever felt the same way. I really do feel like the guys at the end of dumb and dumber when the bus stops for them. One day I'll catch my break

BrokenArrows

dubstepper wrote: »

For me it was a girl I was with in my early twenties (now early 40s). I met her on a night out and got her number. Arranged to meet her in a bar the following week and was blown away. I can still remember that feeling when I first saw her even though it is nearly 20 years ago now. She was funny, attractive and we hit it off so well.

We were together for 2 years but ultimately I let her slip away. I wasn't in a great place mentally at the time. She pursued it for about 6-9 months after a break but I wasn't too bothered. I was into partying. I came to my senses too late, she had moved on. I hurt her and there was no going back.

I moved away for years and didn't keep any contact. I would get the occasional update from friends. I often thought of her and what could have been. There were girls after, but nothing that felt like it. I met my now wife and married, but always a piece of my heart was hers.

Roll forward 15 years or so and she moved into my area. She waved at me one day and beckoned me across the road. I walked to her amazed. We hugged and spoke and it felt surreal. Her voice wasn't how I remembered?! She has not physically changed much but her personality had. I bump into her from time to time and speak banalities about the weather/work/kids. I would love to tell her how much she still means to me but I think I would be embarrassing us both.

Better make sure your wife doesn't read your posts!!

dubstepper

BrokenArrows wrote: »

Better make sure your wife doesn't read your posts!!

Some names and identifying details have been changed to protect the privacy of individuals.

ardinn

ardinn wrote: »

Yes

My first proper gf. Lets call her ms jackson.

Stunning, wild, beautiful inside and out and she was my girl for nearly three years. She was so far out of my league I was forever jealous and petrified a good looking rich guy would take her away - and due to this I probably smothered her, would get angry when she spoke to lads I felt as a threat and became paranoid to a huge degree.

In the end I broke up with her, and she tried and tried to to get us back together but I was a gobshíte of the highest degree.

I see the same thing happening now with a girl who works for me, I want to tell her he will pull through like I did, but its something you have to learn I think. I used to think what if, but, looking back, what we both learned from the experience probably bettered us both.

She ended up fúcking one of my best friends not long after, that broke me, I was destroyed for a while after, but again got over it. I hope she is doing great - I havnt spoken to that friend in about 10 years tho, I hope he has a terrible, painful death.

That's more than a little bit creepy.

Used to get the bus down from Dublin to my home place when in college back in the late 80s. I was about 20 at the time. Sat beside a blonde girl - never was much into blondes actually, but this one was different - one Friday evening.

We started chatting and immediately hit it off. I can't explain this but she was the female version of me somehow and there was a warmth about her I've never felt since and the attraction was definitely mutual.

She even told me where she was staying - in some place run by nuns. For the life of me I don't know why I didn't ask her out to this day - I was so enjoying the conversation I only noticed at the last minute when I came to my stop. I tried ringing said place ran by nuns but only got a bitchy nun who told me to go away. No mobile phones in those days.

I'v been with sexier women, funnier women, more beautiful women, but no one like her.

Never saw her again .... still remember her name and her smile to this day.

s7ryf3925pivug

I regret not banging more people, if that counts? Otherwise no. Kinda the opposite in fact - regret getting into relationships beyond banging with most of my exes. Less relationship stuff, more vaginas, that would have been better.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=AloNERbBXcc

cj maxx

I couldn't think of one till today. We never banged or anything . Her name was J from westmeath. She gave me a birthday card years ago. I still have it. But .........

rgmmg

ardinn wrote: »

She ended up fúcking one of my best friends not long after, that broke me, I was destroyed for a while after, but again got over it. I hope she is doing great - I havnt spoken to that friend in about 10 years tho, I hope he has a terrible, painful death.

If it's any consolation, both screamed your name when climaxing on that fateful night. They never met again either.

randd1

Ah the one that got away.

Last time I used rope so it was, it's zip ties all the way now.

FFVII

rgmmg wrote: »

If it's any consolation, both screamed your name when climaxing on that fateful night. They never met again either.

I loled.

You w*nker, haha. Not right.


This is an awful, awful thread. Was their one woman poster in here even?

FFVII

randd1 wrote: »

Ah the one that got away.

Last time I used rope so it was, it's zip ties all the way now.

Yea, we had this a few times already and it wasn't funny then either. Pg1 is that way <<<<<<<<

I'd ban you for that sh1t.

facehugger99

cjmc wrote: »

I couldn't think of one till today. We never banged or anything . Her name was J from westmeath. She gave me a birthday card years ago. I still have it. But .........

she turned out to be a man?