When I meet a new guy that I like and he wants to take me out on a date, I purposefully intimidate him. Call me harsh, call me rude, call me unreasonable, but I’ve found out that it’s the only way to reveal his true intentions.
- I turn into Elsa from Frozen. I become the epitome of an ice queen. Usually I’m a warm, friendly, happy person, so this can be quite difficult to achieve. However, I put on this mask as a way of protecting myself from guys who are going to mess me around or only want me for one thing. I’m not unnecessarily rude, but I definitely don’t give them much to go on.
- I act like I’m not interested. He can flirt with me as much as he wants but he won’t get anything back until I’m 100% sure about him. In the past, I’ve acted just as interested as the guy and it’s got me absolutely nowhere. In fact, it’s actually turned him off and he’s gone running in the opposite direction. It’s ridiculous that this is a game we have to play, but if dudes want to play it, so be it.
- I play hard to get. I let him come to me because then I know how much he really likes me and it’s not just a case of “all talk, no action.” Plus, I swear that guys are genetically programmed to want what they can’t have. If I play hard to get, it seems like the guy’s even more determined to get me to go on a date with him. It works like a charm!
- I tease him. If he’s wearing a lame band t-shirt, I tell him I don’t like it. If he’s chewing with his mouth open, I call him out on it. The fact that he’s still living with his parents? I poke fun at him. Basically, I won’t miss an opportunity to tease him if I can. I’m British and highly sarcastic, so I’d rather know upfront whether he’s going to be able to take my banter in the long run or not.
- I’m mean to him. Sure, I don’t call him names or intentionally try to hurt him, but I act distant and aloof with a romantic prospect until my mind is made up about him. I ignore his texts where he asks questions about me and my life. Why? Guys seem to love a chase, and I’m certainly a bit of a challenge.
- I make him do all the work. I’m lazy when it comes to arranging the date so that he knows the score very early on. After what I’ve been through with guys in the past, I refuse to do all the work. He thinks he knows what I’m like as a girlfriend, and then it’s a pleasant surprise for him to find out that I’m actually not like that at all. I’m only too happy to split the effort down the middle 50/50.
- I have a resting bitch face. When I’m on the date, I won’t be overly nice and welcoming to him. In fact, I’m doing my best resting bitch face. The idea here is that if he can crack my cool exterior, make me laugh, or bring out my normal cheery self, then I know that he’s a keeper.
- I don’t follow up on the date. I let him do the following up so that I can gauge how keen he is for a second date. If he’s not interested then it’ll soon come to light. And if he is? Bonus! Ultimately, I want someone who’s going to fight hard to get what he wants—me.
- I don’t text back for days. I like to leave a romantic prospect hanging so that I can test their patience level. Why? I’m totally impatient as a person and I need a guy who’s going to balance me out. If he can wait for me to get back to him and still be up for a second date, I’m going to respect him tremendously. If he can’t wait and he moves on, then I was right about him and he obviously wasn’t worth my time in the first place.
- I give him three strikes and he’s out. I’m not the kind of girl to be like, “iI he does anything remotely wrong, then that’s it!” because I understand that we all make mistakes sometimes—we’re only human. However, if he does something I’m not cool with and I give him a second and even a third chance and he does it again? Boy, bye. Now that I’m older and wiser, I have a low tolerance for BS. My time and energy are too precious to waste.
