A Keeper

My best friend lives in NYC. She is a grunt worker at a big company in the city that never sleeps--and sometimes I wonder if she ever does!

A few weeks ago she was in a coffee shop, picking up orders for her bosses.  In the drink holder she had 4 cups of coffee and as she was walking out the door a young man kept insisting that she took one of the wrong drinks.  While my best friend insisted that no, she had the correct drinks, the guy was relentless. Finally, she conceded and checked. Oopps! She had taken one of the wrong drinks.  He proceeded to chit chat with her and they agreed to meet for coffee on her lunch break the following day. 

At coffee, during her hour long lunch, this young man appeared to make quite the connection with my best friend. They found that they had a good deal in common and that he actually worked for the legal part of the same company.  She gives him her number and 6 days later he calls her for a dinner date. (Note: He did not text, and even tells her that he thinks a call is more personal for a date.)

Enter the dinner date meeting at 8:30pm. My best friend arrives and sees her date at the bar.  He had arrived a few minutes previous to her arrival and he tells her that he has already ordered her a cocktail.  The minutes pass and she politely asks him what time the dinner reservation is for.  He responds with 10:30pm.  My best friend is now ready to eat her own hand and asks why he made it so late if they were meeting at 8:30pm.

His response: "Well I was hoping that I would be able to get you drunk enough to sleep with me before actually having to pay for your meal."

Does that battle strategy really work on young women these days?!?!