Which, AFAIK, is damned near all of them. My GF shoots down any of my suggestions and yet will not make any of her own.
There was this lady on death row. When the warden asked her what she wanted for her last meal, replied, "Oh, I don't know. What were you thinking about?"
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Pick randomly from the list. 1 veto allowed.
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Ha ha ha ha! my wife and I fight over this all the time. I'm a jerk because I won't pick but she won't pick anything either and that's ok.
I told her to get a bowl, put the restaurant names in it and we will just draw. It's a fight damn near every time we go out.
Where should we eat?
I don't care
How about Joe's?
Nah, not in the mood.
How about Franks?
No that's too far. Don't want Mexican anyway
How about Chang's?
No Chinese tonight. Or Italian. Or BBQ, or pizza.
Ok... What do you want?
I don't care just pick something !
Fine we're going to Sam's
No, I don't like the cheese sticks there.
For fuck sake woman! Where do you want to go?
Don't yell at me, I told you I don't care tonight
Grrrrrr.... Chak chak.....
- "This town reminds me of something in the bible."
- "Which part?"
- "The part right before god gets angry"
Me: Where do you want to go for lunch/dinner?
Wife: Oh, I don’t know. Why don’t you pick the place.
Me: OK, “White Castle” it is then.
Wife: NOOOOO!!! Anywhere but there.
Me: But you said for me to pick it.
And that’s when the fight started.
"Sometimes I wonder whether the world is being run by smart people who are putting us on, or by imbeciles who really mean it." — Mark Twain
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My dining out solution seems to work pretty well.
On Monday or Tuesday, I make a dinner reservation for Friday or Saturday night and then tell her we're eating at x restaurant on y date at z time. Works well 90% of the time as she likes that I thought about it in advance and she can avoid eating her favorite dish prior to the reservation.
It works well for people who eat out once a week, but might not work for people who eat out most meals.
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I ‘had’ a gf like that once.
Every socialist is a disguised dictator—Ludwig von Mises
|I Am The Walrus|
I just learned that I'll have to pick the place and she'll have to live with it. If you don't make a choice, I will.
“How about the kitchen?” has not been received well by my wife.
|Ice age heat wave, |
This. Maybe two vetos....maaaaaaaaybe, but sometimes I'll ask for some clues and I'll just make the decision.
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|Go ahead punk, make my day|
I tell her to pick or we can stay home. She's the foodie after all.
I have no time for that bullshit, apparently I'm a minority in that regard.
|Three Generations |
Unless we're on a road trip, we don't eat out. Problem solved.
I do get "what do you want for supper" but that usually goes well too. "Anything I don't have to cook" will get me a dirty look and a sammich...
Be careful when following the masses. Sometimes the M is silent.
Sounds perfect to me, does she have a sister?
My response would be “Excellent, then we are staying home and cooking, and saving money, thanks!” “I’m making X, you are welcome to some or fix something yourself.”
He possess great skills.
LOL and then out came the rolling pin...
I'm hurt that you've asked nearly all women out to restaurants, but not me.
SIGforum's triple minority
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|thin skin can't win|
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|Just for the|
hell of it
This seems to be a common theme.
My current take is if I give you a suggestion and you shut it down I will pick somewhere else. If you shut that place down it's your turn to pick. Pony up and pick.
Because in the end, you won’t remember the time you spent working in the office or mowing your lawn. Climb that goddamn mountain. Jack Kerouac
|Spread the Disease|
Do people really put "kisses" instead of punctuation in their texts? That would get fucking annoying fast.
-- Fear is the mind-killer. Fear is the little-death that brings total obliteration. I will face my fear. I will permit it to pass over me and through me. And when it has gone past me I will turn the inner eye to see its path. Where the fear has gone there will be nothing. Only I will remain. --
|I have not yet begun |
Only if you like girls.
My ex would do the "no not there" BS until I said:
I'm not interested in where you *don't* want to eat. Tell me where you want to go or we're going to the first place I mentioned.
Reason #794 she's my ex.
After the game, the King and the pawn go into the same box.
She would have to go into the kitchen first to find it.
|The success of a solution usually depends upon your point of view|
My wife and I used to play this game until I just started to use my favorite bbq joint as the default.
Me: where do you want to go?
Her: I don't know, pick something.
Me: ok, we're going to Cottons.
Her: I don't want to go to Cottons again.
me: fine, you have 6 miles to come up with an alternative, otherwise we are eating at Cottons.
It took a while (and a lot of Cottons) to train her but now when I ask her where she wants to eat at she comes up with a plan.
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