January 15, 2008

I Have No Title For This Post

Good Lord, there are days I am just a creative void. Blech.

I’m definitely Ms. Practicality.

I was over at MSN today going through little articles they had and I could not help myself. It had some article called ‘smooth dating moves’ or something. Of course at first, I’m such a dope I thought it said, “smooth dating movies’ and I thought, ‘Oh, I liked Say Anything…’, but then I realized I need to learn out to read.

Reading is good.

Anyway, so where was I? Oh yes, dating smooth moves. So glad I never have to worry about that again because I totally hated dating.

I had to click. What in the world could people say were smooth moves? Either you are genuine or you are not. Smooth moves sounds so… fake.

What the article had was a list of things that people said or did that impressed the other party. I read through them all and don’t get me wrong, what people did and said was nice, but the one that stuck out most was the one about the small gas cans.

From THIS article on MSN:

“This may sound strange, but he brought me small gas cans. He was coming over to go out on the lake in my boat that evening. I’d mentioned I’d need help hoisting the five-gallon gas can to add fuel to the boat. When he came over, he brought two 2.5-gallon gas cans, full of gas, for me. Those I could manage without help! I thought that was incredibly thoughtful of him, hearing the problem and solving it for me.”

I’m sorry, but save the flattery and the wine. Be thoughtful. This guy on that date listened… and was thoughtful. Very very cool.

Posted by Boudicca at January 15, 2008 10:19 PM | TrackBack

No shit! I hope it wasn't a fluke. If it was a smooth move ... this guy is good!

Posted by: Peggy U at January 16, 2008 12:21 AM

A spare fan belt also works wonders. Batteries, however, are to be avoided, as they can send a mixed message.

Posted by: Jim - PRS at January 16, 2008 03:56 AM

This brought back memories of a seminar I attended when going through my divorce... I'll have to post it.. the three steps to catching a mate (or something like that GRIN). But I have to say Jim made me LOL. That was great.

Posted by: vw bug at January 16, 2008 06:13 AM

Arthur did that for me; I had trouble lifting the big 5 gallon container and he bought a couple of small ones and keeps them filled for me.

Better than a diamond ring!

Posted by: pam at January 16, 2008 07:43 AM

I too can't stand and never could stand dating. I'm much better off becoming friends and going out as friends. What can I say, that's how I started with my wife. I think if my wife and I ever parted I'd probably become a hermit and die single.

Posted by: diamond dave at January 16, 2008 06:10 PM

What they forgot to mention was that the gas cans were full of beer -- because he didn't have anything else to carry it in.

Posted by: Ogre at January 16, 2008 07:40 PM