What is up with guys doing covert ops on girls they’re interested in? You know what our parents called it when a guy was getting to know a girl he was interested in? They called it DATING. Because they were DATING. Gosh.
Is it really so hard to walk up to a girl and say, “Hey, would you like to have a coffee this Saturday afternoon?” Surely it cannot possibly be as complicated as spending six months scoping her out, trying to get the skinny on her from all her friends via your friends, hemming and hawing around, sending her name out to the prayer committee at your parents’ church, confessing to your accountability partner that you think she’s hot, casually and vaguely mentioning group outings in her presence… all the while planning to ambush her with a carefully scripted speech. It’s like sleight-of-hand dating: Now, look here, nothing in my hand, look closely, and… PRESTO! I pulled a coin from your ear! I mean, WE’RE DATING!
Just. Say. No.