I remember "the talk" with my dad. He came into my room one day while I was packing up for college. He sat down on the edge of my bed with a pensive look on his face - somewhere halfway between needing to get something off of his chest and needing to get yesterday's tacos out of his gut - and he said this to me:
OH, my fucking God! Did he just say, "Thanks, but not tonight?" How could've I misread this situation? I thought everything was going so well. Is't this what is supposed to happen around date three? What went wrong? So, he's not that into me, OK, I can take it.