There was this one day that I thought about being a counselor. I feel that that, combined with my several years of experience as a human being, has more than qualified me to identify and diagnose syndromes. The topic of today's blog is the Three Day Syndrome.
TDS was discovered by myself over a period of several years (which some might call senior year of high school through senior year of college) of intensive field study. Field study may also be called socializing, dating, interacting, gossiping...you get the drift.
Essentially, TDS begins with a boy asking a girl on a date. Said date has been preluded by flirting and hanging out of the casual variety. The date is fun. Within the next 48 hours, the boy who did the asking on the date has contacted the girl, spontaneously, to see her again. And soon. Sometimes it's a movie, or his sporting event, a jaunt in the park....the options are endless. Again, fun is had. The girl is effectively hooked. Then the third day hits. The boy wakes up remembers he's a dork and ignores the girl. When she calls, he says he "has a thing." Oh please. Be a man and say you have a date, or aren't interested. A thing? Girls know this is code for hanging out with a different girl.
And that's it. For the boy. Three days are up and he's finished. The girl, however, is left to wonder what she did wrong, try and fix it, then realize there's no use and move on in hope that the next boy can count past three.
Tune in next time for MOS.