He was severely bummed about a relationship gone sour.
He had been seeing a universally attractive woman for a few weeks now. Overnights were becoming more commonplace. One morning, he leaves early for work. Returning home later, a hefty sum of money he had stashed (in a very not obvious place) went missing. Instead there was a note with three letters in her handwriting: I O U.
He calls his best girl friend (friend who is a girl) and asks her to explain if this is an American thing or what.
She tells him it’s an entitled princess thing. More details are disclosed. When it comes to BFF, a lot can be overlooked if you are an attractive woman. She laughs at her BFF and tells him that he’ll keep putting up with the attractive woman’s irrational behavior until he’s finally had enough.
Fast forward another 2 weeks and he was finally over it.
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They were at BFF’s favorite dive bar. He was there for her in a similar capacity only a month prior. It’s comforting to be called out on your bullshit by someone who loves you. Added feature: when you love someone enough to let them put you in check. When it was her turn, he told her she was an infernal optimist: giving things that were completely ambiguous every opportunity to work. And when it didn’t – she got hurt. Like, to the core. And he really disliked seeing her suffer.
Now it was his turn and she let him have it: he does one of two things 1) the forgive anything for a pretty face thing mentioned above (and 2 weeks ago). Then mourns what never was. 2) chase, chase, chase…then when he gets – doesn’t want it anymore. “I didn’t realize I was that shallow,” he laments. She assures him that he is. It is possible to have a delicious brain too and he definitely does. But they probably wouldn’t be as good of friends if he didn’t want her in some capacity. He laughs at his silly friend. With the bedroom eyes.
Another bar patron is busy using up all the coasters. Not for drinking, but for drawing out very intricate plans. The barkeep keeps handing him coaster after coaster – finally, a stack of 20. She asks what on earth he is drawing. The artist’s face alights and he says simply: “I’m designing a video game.”
Then he goes on to explain that the object is to get the girl’s attention. A girl enters a bar, for instance. Immediately, a flock of men rush to get her attention. The player (you) are to use 1) conversation, 2) flirting and 3) body language to get her attention.
BFF is now intrugued. The fellas combine forces on what variables would need to be in place. Other places for interactions to occur. How to detect the smell of vinegar and other ways to measure a guy’s douchiness. How to determine if the girl is interested vs. losing interest. How to keep the guys fighting for her attention. How the little guy can stand out from the crowd.
BFF looks at the fellas like they’re crazy and tells them…nothing. Absolutely nothing.
