Last week, I went on a lunch date with an ex-army guy currently studying at Trinity, who came from a ranching background out West. Now, I am no hippy, but I am something of a free-spirit, and I’m definitely a left-wing, atheist city girl. So you can imagine how well that went.
He pulled out the hoary old, “What are your three major goals for life?” I don’t really have an answer. Thus far, I’ve pretty much ended up doing whatever came next. I make minor course adjustments when it looks like I’m about to sail into a bunch of rocks, but other than that, the wind takes me. But my main thing is this: what would any answer of mine really prove in a dating situation? If our answers synch up, we’re in love?
I guess some people don’t want to waste time on dating someone who doesn’t share the same ultimate goals. Fair enough, but I don’t really see dating as a means to an immediate end. If there’s chemistry, you keep going. When you’re ready to start talking about being exclusive, that’d be a good time to figure out if he wants to head to the suburbs and white picket fences, while she prefers staying in the city and saving up for a Vespa.
Luckily, there was no chemistry, so this particular guy and I are spared that eventual conversation.
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“What are your three major goals for life?” What was this? A lunch date or a job interview? I’m surprised he didn’t ask you where you saw yourself in five years time, or what your greatest weakness was, or to ask how you would handle conflicting deadlines.
This is what I’m saying! Asking stilted questions like that is no way to get into a lady’s knickers.
The best question for that, I find, is “Can I get into your knickers, lady?”