The Briefing Room
General Category => Science, Technology and Knowledge => Topic started by: Wingnut on June 23, 2019, 03:01:29 am
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There is a rule. Along standing rule. "Gas, Grass, or Ass. No bitch eats for free."
The results are in: she only wanted to try that hot new restaurant.
A new study published Friday in the Society for Personality and Social Psychology journal found that a quarter to a third of heterosexual women have gone on a date with a guy they weren’t interested in — just for a free meal.
“Foodie calls,†can happen when money’s tight, the grocery store is out of a favorite frozen meal, or a must-try entree is just too extravagant to justify — when the tab comes out of your own bank account.
Two studies, the first conducted with 820 women, and the second with 327, asked participants if they ever engaged in a plate for play: 23% of the women copped to it in the first study, 33% in the second.
https://nypost.com/2019/06/21/a-third-of-women-only-date-men-because-of-the-free-food-study/
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Thanks goodness for hungry women... found one and talked her into marrying me... we both have plumped up a bit since then. Money well spent...
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There is a rule. Along standing rule. "Gas, Grass, or Ass. No bitch eats for free."
I've been out the "dating" thing for almost 40 years, but I don't remember any woman throwing "dining details" as a contingency on whether they went out or not. Maybe things have changed.
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I bypass this by dating anorexic alcoholics. Problem solved.
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So the simple solution is not to make the first date a dinner date. Or the second.
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I've been out the "dating" thing for almost 40 years, but I don't remember any woman throwing "dining details" as a contingency on whether they went out or not. Maybe things have changed.
It's never stated explicitly. "A gentleman buys his date dinner without expectation of anything more, unless he's a 'Dog.'"
That's usually the opening gambit of "friend-zoning" somebody.
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It's never stated explicitly. "A gentleman buys his date dinner without expectation of anything more, unless he's a 'Dog.'"
That's usually the opening gambit of "friend-zoning" somebody.
I always believed in the "3 date rule" and that's when she told me a story 'bout free milk and a cow
And said, "No huggee, no kissee until I get a wedding vow"
My honey, my baby, don't put my love upon no shelf
She said, "Don't hand me no lines and keep your hands to yourself"
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Nothing new about this. Women have always done this. It's just a part of the dating game. Means nothing. If she goes out with you and you both have a good time,win/win. If she goes out with you and the way she acts causes you to never want to take her out again,once again it is win/win because you quickly found out you have no interest in her.
True story. Years ago I had several people tell me that a girl I knew casually was going to really suck up to me because she knew I had concert tickets to see Elton John,and she wanted to go. She just didn't want to go with ME,but was willing to make that giant sacrifice if necessary. One of the people warning me was her sister.
So I took the ball and ran with it. We ran into each other at a party,and with her sister and everybody right there to listen,I asked her if she would like to go see Elton John with me,because I have a spare ticket. When she said "Yes,",I told her there were conditions. She had to promise to not pick her nose or fart in public. Ok,that locked her jaw a little,but she still wanted to go,so I took her.
When I got to her house the night of the concert,she came to the door wearing orange corduroy jump suit,a pair of Mickey Mouse sunglasses,and had dyed her hair green. This was in the 70's,when green hair was more than sorta unusual.
It was all I could do to not laugh out loud,but I managed to hold it in while looking down so she couldn't see the look on my face.
We got to the concert,and were having a good time,and then I looked over at her to see if she was enjoying herself,and she stuck a finger up her hose,raised a haunch,and let one rip.
I laughed until I thought I was going to puke.
We went out a BUNCH of times after that because we enjoyed each other's company,but there was never any romance at all. She has even left other people she was on a date with if they got boring or pushy,and would come looking for me to go drinking with.
To this very day she and I are very good friends. She has even called me and told me if I got too sick from the chemo to clean the house and take care of myself to let her know,and I could come stay with her and she would take care of me. I didn't ask her,she called and offered.
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I bypass this by dating anorexic alcoholics. Problem solved.
That made me lol.
Myself...I've never gone out with a guy for a meal. But then...I am not a huge food afficianado.
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Why do they assume they are going to get a free meal?
I always made my dates pay for their order and I pay for mine.
You know, women's rights and all that crap.
Sometimes the date would pay for the whole thing, and I still had a good time.
In my prime, I was a prize catch.
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Why do they assume they are going to get a free meal?
I always made my dates pay for their order and I pay for mine.
You know, women's rights and all that crap.
Sometimes the date would pay for the whole thing, and I still had a good time.
In my prime, I was a prize catch.
Never ever had it that way.
Even picnics and such... Give her the wallet.
She takes me out to dinner for my birthday...Give her the wallet.
It's just how it is. :shrug:
On the other hand... She keeps the house, there's dinner on the table, and the magic hamper - put dirty clothes in, they just appear in my drawers 2 days later...
There's a garden out back bursting with food, and chickens throwing more eggs than anyone could eat.
There's some truth to women being multipliers...
Give a woman a seed, she multiplies it and returns you a child.
Give a woman a house, she multiplies it and returns it to you a home.
Give a woman shit...
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I've been out the "dating" thing for almost 40 years, but I don't remember any woman throwing "dining details" as a contingency on whether they went out or not. Maybe things have changed.
It's been far longer than 40 years for me but my recollection is the same.
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At one time I had it all.
Several apartments. Plenty of women who loved me. Tons of money to splash around.
Then my wife found out and it all went to hell.
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At one time I had it all.
Several apartments. Plenty of women who loved me. Tons of money to splash around.
Then my wife found out and it all went to hell.
@240B
That's just the way wives are. They HATE to see their husbands having a good time.
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Changing from application GirlFriend 6.0 to Wife 1.0 (https://www.dxmaps.com/jokes/joke.html)
Last year a friend of mine, system administrator as myself, changed the application GirlFriend 6.0 by Wife 1.0 and found that the update was not very successful. First of all Wife 1.0 leaves very little system resources for other applications, not only this, but he has also realized that Wife 1.0 is a prolific processor of Babys 1.x, which are additionally consumers of valuable resources.
There was no mention of this particular fact neither from the product manufacters nor in the warranty, altough some colleagues had inform me that this was expectable, due to the nature of the application.
But surprises didn't end up there, additionally Wife 1.0 configures itself so that it always starts when the system is initialized, from where it can monitor the rest of the processes.
My friend is noticing that some applications like: NightOfPoker 10.3, BeerParty 2.5 and PubNight 7.0 no longer can be run, because Wife 1.0 locks the system when they are selected (even so they always worked fine before).
During the installation, Wife 1.0 installs automatically services not desired, like MotherInLaw 55.8 and the DEMO version of BrotherInLaw. The most outstanding effects of these services are the progresive and daily degradation of the system.
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Wife 1.0 only runs in administrator mode.
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I had pretty much given up dating for the comfortability and predictability of a single man in his mid~late 60's, I was happy. Sure I had a few women around (with benefits) and I enjoyed the laughs, their smile and company.
6 weeks ago things changed. She floated through my front door one balmy, hot night with a ready made family, two large crapping puppies and a young bird with a broken leg in a box. Of course, by the next afternoon I found the beautiful crapping large puppies a good home. She got over it.
We have so little in common, she's half my age, and we both know this won't last, but we're both determined to enjoy each others company while it does.
Sadly, my cat, Stormy killed her bird on the third day.
So quickly things can change, I wouldn't necessarily drink her bathwater but I'd certainly buy her dinner mainly because she doesn't cook worth a damn.