Let me explain– my parents tell me that there used to be a time when boys came to the front door, took girls on dates to fancy restaurants and coffee shops and concerts. Boys used to introduce themselves to parents and shake father’s hands and only kiss you on the second date if he knew you wanted him to. Boys asked you out to get to know you, to ask you questions about your life, and to decide if this was someone they could see themselves being with. Boys used to date.
I don’t know when the idea of dating got so lost in translation, but I think it’s doing girls like me a horrible disservice. I would be silly to assume that I am the only girl you ask this question, because after all, it doesn’t take much to copy and paste the same message to a few, unassuming girls. It’s easy for you to hide behind your phone, send a text, and have a girl rush to your door without a second thought. This way, you don’t have to lift a finger, spend a dime, or risk your pride. You can stay on the couch, make out with a few girls, and keep yourself free from any obligations to them, because after all, it wasn’t a date. I understand why you do it: it’s an effective method.
