I would say that you probably mistyped it, but the 3 key is far from the 4 key. Unless, you just made up those #s.
You're so money and you don't even know it!! I've given out fake #'s before and just changed the last digit. Call her and leave a message, then you'll know for sure. If she picks up, just hang up. Then stalk her...
You are clearly the target of some novice level of psychological warfare. Make her submit to your every demand by beginning a campaign of disinformation and propaganda! Draw her into your electromagnetic sexual field and consummate the first date with her! Sigh. Changing the last digit is a rookie's way of handing out a fake number. Rejection 101: 1) As mentioned, it is a convenient excuse in case she is questioned on it. After all, was it your fault or hers? Multiple escape routes for the perpetrator. 2) A vacuous mind is incapable of creative thought, even in the simplest of forms. This girl could be so mentally lazy that she did not want to tax her brain to come up with new numbers until the final number of the digits. It's up to you, hoss. If you can swallow your pride and look past this slight, then go for it. You'll know soon enough whether she will be attending the concert with you either way.
I say call her. The embarrassment is really on her if you call her out on it. And I say call her during a time you think she might be home, just to catch her off guard. You might actually shame her into giving you a date using this technique if she blew you off the first time.
I hate to say this, but I sincerely wish T_J had a syndicated dating advice column. I don't know about a radio show, but definitely a column.
I do that all the time, giving out number with 1 digit wrong to the person I don't intend giving out. so even they ask me in the future, I can say Oh, you must typed wrong heehehhe
T_J would have skinned Hannibal alive. Well, I always prefer the safe way. I wouldn't leave a message. You never know what happens to the message. Maybe the machine got broken or some pizza boy disguised as an architect friend of hers deletes all the messages. The only sure way is to call her personally. So what if she turns you down (though I don't think that'll happen in this case). At least you get to know the answer for sure and doesn't have any doubt. Show some sincerity to yourself.
Call her. If she doesn't want to see you, she'll let you know. And, if she doesn't want to see you, there are only another million or so women in Houston that will want to see you. Women are like streetcars...you miss one, there is another one rolling down the tracks in a few minutes.
No kidding. We need a sticky thread where all us guys can post our relationship/girl troubles & T_J can dish out the advice. Either that or he needs a column, he's a little too high-brow for Maxim, not sure what the proper publication would be.
Just dont be like Mikey in "Swingers" when he calls and calls and calls and calls. Seriously dont sweat one ho. There are so many women out there its not even funny.... We hit Expose last night as I proceeded to blow $100 and get wasted on an empty stomach (not a good idea!!). I feel like complete ass today.
Oh, I'm not really sweating it, per se. I just thought it was odd. Had it been a random girl that I hadn't known since 2nd grade, I wouldn't have even thought twice about it.
I'd call her based on the hotness alone. However, as soon as you sense that she meant to blow you off, it's on like a pot of neckbones. Ask her out to a really nice restaurant, something she'd have to dress up for. Or better yet, ask her to the DMB concert and make her take a day off. Then stand her up. Or, tell her to meet you at a designated spot before the concert, and just never show up. Vengeance is sweet my friend.
