my feelings about the potential takeover in an allegory to life

Many years ago when I was at school, there was a total slapper in the year below who was pretty hot but at the same time a bit manky, you all know the type. Every time she went behind the bike sheds with one of my mates I felt a pang of jealousy wishing it was me, even though I knew full well I would more than likely catch something. Anyway, one day, out of the blue she invited me back to her place. And then I realised that actually, I didn't want her at all, I was happy the way things were.








N B. this is based on a nearly true story. The only details that have been changed is that she actually never did ask me back to her place, and if she had I would almost certainly have agreed readily. But I think i have made my point.

 

Which school and what year we talking abart?

 

I went to school in deepest darkest Lincolnshire, where anything with the correct number of digits, give or take 10% was considered fair game.

 

I knew that girl too....she's now involved in finance,funding foreign takeovers,did the job at Notts County and Portsmouth....done well for herself though