The Polish Experience By Nicholas Westerby This ... - GetSab.Com

We exchanged pleasantries between jokes and it turned out that the four lads all
actually came from Liverpool and had been doing management consulting and
IT assistance in the ‘region’ for about five years. When they asked what I did I
played down the customer service gig but they were quite polite about it and I
thought maybe it wasn’t actually that bad.
Through the course of the night they taught me that I was wrong about people
from Liverpool, they weren’t all cunts. I thought about it really hard and
decided that you probably got all sorts in every type of group and while I still
believe that stereotypes exist for a reason, individuals can buck the trend and be
different. Maybe I was the knob for being so judgemental about such a large
group of people. Me starting off on the wrong foot maybe pushed the Scousers
I’d met before into acting in a negative way.
What wasn’t up for discussion was the shit I stepped into upon my return to the
digs me and Elly were staying at. It was about 7 am by the time we’d finished
drinking and I’d paid a taxi driver and shown him the address I’d earlier
programmed into my phone. I got back not longer after expecting Elly to be
sleeping.
I’d told her that I was going to have a few with the lads and then head back,
which turned out to be what happened. When she got back from her fun filled
evening she had sent a message saying she was tired and wouldn’t wait up for
me but the door was unlocked. I had a second key so I called her back, told her