Trifecta!

Meaning: term used to describe a situation when three elements come together at the same time.  


So I ask, do women (now) have to be the aggressive ones?  Okay, maybe we don't HAVE to be the aggressive ones but apparently there are other women who make it easy for guys to get away with lazy behavior so they don't think they have to pursue us.  That also goes for the technology era we're in.  I keep asking, whatever happened to the phone call?? This was a topic heavily covered by the ladies this past weekend.  The reason we asked this was because we're getting older (my friends are all now officially in their 30s) and we don't have the time, or should I say patience to play the game (or games)  .  


TRIFECTA was born - three elements, in this case friends, come together at the same time to stage a bit of a hottie intervention to suss the situation out. Not in a crazy girl way but a cool, I'm out with my friends, funny seeing you kind of way.  


Situation 1: Miss J had been out with all of us the weekend before and Hottie Door Guy (HDG) - upon us leaving- gave her his number.  Miss J was taken aback, as we women often are when we miss you're (guys) oh-so-subtle-you-could-miss those clues.  Synopsis - by the time they met up for drinks, HDG was a drag, a bore, a yawn, all wrapped up in a beautifully deceiving man package.  Upon my encouragement, and a few others, a second date/chance was in order to really judge.  First "dates" are weird.  Second dates get everything out that you didn't cover in your initial what-do-I-really-know-about-you-that-we-could-see-this-going anywhere? 


At happy hour, Me and KGB (newest addition to the blog) suggested we stop by the bar he bounces.  Miss J wondered what would he say? How would he react?  We thought, what the hell else you got to lose?  (Mind you, me and KGB had been at happy hour a good one hour of happy before Miss J did not sway our decision in anyway).  We also decided, women need to empower women.  We can sit around and bitch about it or we can walk right up and ask if there's a table available.  We did both that night ;)  Upon arrival, Miss J asked, "What do I say?" I told her, "Simple.  They wanted a Burger," which we TOTALLY did.  But all-in-all he was boring as she said.  Why wouldn't the guy glued to his crackberry be texting cute things to my girl out of his sight line inside?   Miss J didn't expect to hear from him again, and hasn't as -of -date.


Situation 2: KGB met hottie bartender on Sunset and went out with him once.  A couple of text messages and emails and then silence... she wanted that second date.  So girl empowerment decided we'd go there (the bar he bartends) for happy hour this week to stage an hottie intervention to see if there's anything there worth pining after....stay tuned.


Situation 3: And me, maybe I'm being a foo but better the fool to fall on her face than to cover it.  Mac last called on Friday, I called him on Saturday to invite him out for a drink with all of us (since he apparently works better in groups) and hadn't heard back.  It's Tuesday, feeling aggressive, I call.  Of course I get his voicemail.  Okay, Bradshaw, keep it cool and brief.  "Hey, I just got home from work and thought I'd call and say hi and see if I could get a hold of you. (laugh); apparently not so I'm talking to your vm instead.  Just curious if you're available this week to catch a drink or something.  Let me know."  It felt good to put myself out there, even in the event it doesn't produce any or any immediate results, I did it; so there!!


Meanwhile, they say things happen in THREE'S....