So in a typical Dave case of “Do as I say, not as I do,” I tried to make Valentine’s day a little too busy, it seems. What else do you call it when your date is asleep by 9 p.m.? I must have just worn her right out… with dinner!
I mean, what person in their right mind would want dinner and dessert made for them? Then follow that with movies with a loved one, some bedroom olympics and a candlelit hot tub with a bottle of champagne!? Apparently, noone i know.
On the upside, dinner was pretty good. I improvised (experimented) a few recipes i found online and they came out pretty good. I thought so, anyways. Dessert was the best… well, aside from the sleeping pills that seem to have found their way into my date’s strawberries.
I think the best part of the night was being told that my reverse psychology, psycho babble bull shit wouldn’t work. That was one of a few high points in the conversation. It’s fun when someone attacks a core aspect of your person and calls it bullshit. Hooray Saint Valentine. I can see why they killed his ass.
Forgive me, Father, for I have sinned. But is this penance really necessary?
I once told you that reverse psychology/conduct unbecoming was out of line.
I would have told you it’s underhanded manipulation. Not something I’d recommend using on your significant other. Especially not on V-day. You say reverse psych is a core aspect of your person? How so?