It was a Sunday afternoon when I was leaving the house of a girl I met the previous night. We didn’t have sex. On my way out I suggested that we grab a drink some time. She said, “Oh, I’m a very busy girl though.”
“Mmhmm that’s cool. When is the next night you are free then?” I asked.
“Well I’m not doing anything later.”
“Tonight? No I can’t. It’s family night… my dad cooks a feast every Sunday. How about Tuesday?”
“Umm Tuesday let me think. Yeah I guess I can do Tuesday,” she said, in a tone that made it sound like she was doing me a favor.
On Monday night I sent her a text message asking if we were still good for Tuesday night. She said, “Sure, or Wednesday too if that’s better for you.”
So the self-described “busy” girl was free on three of four subsequent nights. If you’re going to play the game, then play it right. Otherwise you look like an idiot.
