My friend who’s a teacher said there’s an age-old trick going on where teenagers attempt to make teachers feel bad by challenging their popularity.
“I wish I still had Ms. Jackson!” they’ll say after being assigned extra work, making their overworked educator compare themselves to others.
But then, when their current teacher brings in candy or donuts, they change their tune: “You’re so much cooler than Ms. Jackson!”
It’s a similar situation to what my friend Eliza went through on her one and only date with this guy she met on Tinder named Pierre.
Pierre is from France, but a language barrier is NO EXCUSE for his age-old trick.
He began to butter her up almost immediately.
“Why are you still single? In Paris you’d be hit on all the time, by everyone!”
“You’re so much cooler than the other girls!” he said.
They had a nice time but then, after dinner and drinks, Pierre decided to put his foreign hands all over her and begged to sleep over at her place.
(Obviously Tinder is the same in EU and is it is in the US)
“My Airbnb is too far away!” Pierre whined. “I don’t want to have to take Le Uber!”
“I don’t think so….we just met and I’m tired,” Liza responded, throwing in the unnecessary I’m tired line.
And that’s when Pierre changed his tune.
“You are no fun at all! You’d NEVER get any dates in Paris!” he said.
“Paris girls aren’t stuck up like you!”
Translation: WAH! I WISH I HAD GONE OUT WITH MS. JACKSON!
Thankfully, Liza didn’t fall for it and told Pierre precisely where to shove a baguette.
(No translation needed.)