I met a girl, Liz, who worked as a Croupier at Soames Casino in my early 20’s on a night out with mutual friend’s. As the drink flowed I got a little braver and asked her out, she said, “you’re a nice guy but you remind me of someone, I’ll have to say no” I was gutted because we were getting on really well.
At the end of the evening I plucked up the courage to ask who I reminded her of, “Ronnie Corbett” fuck me my confidence hit rock bottom. I’m nothing like Ronnie, btw, does being 5ft 6” and wearing glasses qualify me? :-)