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?

Me: 7

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.

Him: Hmmm

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?