As in every town I guess there is allways that certain pub where divorced people come together "to start something new" or for a one night pleasure.
Such pub in Antwerp was called "Richelieu" and this pub was famous for it's "fast" male visitors.
A woman could hardly walks through the door or one or another guy asked what she wanted to drink.
A freshly divorced woman at my wife's office said one day that she would go to "Richelieu's" next weekend and she got the usual warnings about "the fast female customers".
The next saturday night she goes to Richelieu's and with the warnings fresh in mind she is to say the least very alert.
Just second's after she enters the pub a well dressed man comes to her but for one or another reason the man is not her type.
What do you want to drink lady? the man asks.
Allready in highest defence gear,she looks at the man from top to toe and says:from you?....NOTHING!
Pardon me lady but I'm the waiter the guy reply's
