Submitted by Bill:

Josie, at dinner, told me that she never had much luck with men.  She was an attractive 20-something with a solid career as a booking agent.  I asked her what went wrong, and she said that they always wanted what she couldn't give or else lost patience with her.

I asked her what about her they'd lose patience with and she told me that I'd possibly find out on my own.  When I asked her for a hint, she said, "See?  You're already losing patience."

I replied, "I'm not.  You made a statement and I'm curious."

"No," she said, "You're impatient.  Just like the rest of them."

I decided to drop it and moved on to ask her about her family.

Her response: "Don't you want to know why I haven't had good luck with guys?"

I said, "I just asked you about that.  You told me that I was impatient just like the rest of them."

She said, "You are.  It's a turn-off."

"Okay.  I don't care.  Tell me about your family, then."

"Now you're being spiteful!  Oh my god!  Chill out!"

I stared at her, unsure of what sort of game she was trying to play.  Very calmly, I said, "I'd like to change topics."

She said, "Can you give it a rest?  Just stop it!"

"What am I doing?"

She trembled, waved her hands around for a second, and closed her eyes.  Finally, she said, "Nevermind.  I don't want you making any more of a scene.  Let's just finish dinner and then say good night."

I was pleased to hear her finally talking sense.

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