It’s recently come to my attention that I’m not very good at dating.
And while I don’t enjoy playing games I’m not good at, I also don’t enjoy sitting on the bench.
So tonight, true to my problem-solving m.o., I drove to B&N and shamelessly plopped down in front of 3 rows of relationship advice books.
I skimmed “The Game.” The laws of attraction lured me in, but Neil kept saying that these laws would land me tons of women and while I’m sure these tricks apply to both sexes, this isn’t a risk I’m willing to take.
So I continued browsing despite the piteous looks of passersby.
“He’s Just Not That Into You”
Oh, I think I get that one.
And then I saw it.
“Why Men Marry Bitches”
Oh yes, I’ll indulge.
My expectations were low, but within the first few pages I felt like a Satanist who had finally sat down for a glass of wine with Jesus.
You mean I’m NOT supposed to kill people?!
I’m supposed to LIKE my neighbors!?
I’m still not sure if the book is worth $16.95, but I do plan to read more on future trips.
I mean, who’s in a rush to get married, right? You know, when it’s time for that, maybe, MAYBE, I will consider the option. Did that work?