Trying to make a date with a man can be like trying to nail jello to a tree.
Him: Would you like to go out this weekend?
Me: I’d like that. When did you have in mind?
Him: Idk when are you free?
Me: (Not wanting to say all damn weekend and let on to my dreary life.) Friday after work would be good.
Him: I’m not sure about Friday. I’ll let you know.
Me: What about Saturday? I’m free after 5.
Him: That would work. How was your Christmas ?
Me: Good. Yours?
Him: Good thanks.
(10 minutes pass)
Me: What time are we meeting Saturday?
Him: idk. What’s good for you?
Him: I have to install a lightbulb at my mom’s. How’s 8?
Me: ok. Where are we meeting?
Him: Idk. Where would you like to go ?
Me: You asked me out. You pick.
Him: It doesn’t matter to me.
Me: How about a movie. XYZ is playing at Regal at 8:15.
Him: No. I don’t want to see a movie.
Me: ok. You pick.
Me: Think about it and let me know.
Friday, 4 pm…
Him: I’m looking forward to seeing you tomorrow.
Me: Me too. 8:00 right?
Him: Can we make it 8:30?
Me: Sure. Did you decide where?
Him: No. Whatever you want is fine.
Me: Dinner at Luigis.
Him: I had pizza for lunch. Want to see a movie?
Me: So how was your Christmas?