Girl, calm down your horses. I’m not asking you to marry me. Neither do I want your babies. I’m just asking you out on a date. Take a chill pill and check your calendar.
When I invite a girl and I use the word “Date”, I often get these incredible reactions. As if I have just committed to a crusade to conquer the kingdom of her heart. As if I’m a fortune teller and exactly know how it will turn out between us.
A date for me is when a girls meets a boy one-on-one to get to know each other. No more, no less. What happens or doesn’t happen after, is something different. But there’s always this intention to learn more about the other person. Only then, we can do what we do best, putting labels on people.
I understand that “Date” is a loaded term. It can bring a lot of expectations to the table. But when used in a neutral way, I find it’s the best word to describe the situation. Hanging out, grabbing a drink, meet up etc. Fuck that shit, be clear and honest. Bring in some tension. Go on a date.
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