The other day I was on the phone with my friend in Chicago who informed me that I don’t know how to play the game. Here’s some of our convo:
Him: “It’s all a game.”
Me: “What do you mean?”
Him: “Men say things to get a reaction out of a woman and you always react. That’s just how you are.
Me: “No I don’t.”
Him: “Then when a guy no longer what to play the game–he will say “we’re just friends.”
Me: “I think I play the game.”
Him: “No you don’t.”
I guess he would know since we dated for a while before becoming friends and we don’t play the game–anymore. Hmm, does that mean–he was running game on me?!
After speaking to him, I had a Sex and the City epiphany moment. For all the Sex fans, do you remember the episode when Carrie introduces her friends to new beau Berger and he tells Miranda, who’s complaining about yet another guy, “maybe he’s just not that into you.” Like her, I had that ha-ha moment–when it occurred to me that I left the game at 27 and didn’t even realize it until Sunday, November 28 at 11:00pm.
I must agree with him though–I’m bad at games. After thinking about the last few guys I’ve talked to (however brief), it truly was a game to them and I was left on the sidelines wondering why no one threw me the ball. I began to wonder, am I the only one on sidelines? How many women can’t play this game either? Do men come with a “game” manual that they forgot to share with women or maybe just some women. When does the game end and true affection begin? Does not playing mean a life of single-dom? As for my friend, it’s too bad I no longer do “friends with benefits” because he would be a good one! Besides, my theory is, the reason we stop playing the ‘game’–is because he stopped running down my centerfield ;).
What do you all think about this game theory? True or false? And can you give a girl tips on how to get back in it!
