He pointed to a group of two girls and a guy by the bar talking.
“Yeah,” I said.
“Go approach them,” he said.
“I... I can’t. I don’t know what to say!”
“Just walk up to them, ask them who they think lies more, men or women, get their
answers, and then come back to me.”
I blinked, my brain trying to process what Style had just said.
“That’s it?” I asked.
“That’s it.” He said.
I looked back at the group of three. It was an easy enough assignment. I didn’t actually
have to talk to any of the girls, just walk up and ask a question, then leave.
As I started to approach them, I could feel my heart pounding in my chest. I began to
imagine all the things that could go wrong. They could laugh at me. They could throw
their drinks in my face. The guy could punch me. I was nervous, but I kept going.
As soon as I got close enough, I blurted out: “Hey guys!”
They all turned and looked at me. I was under the gun, and I knew it. I took a deep
breath.
“Got a question for you,” I said. “Who do you think lies more, men or women?”
The three of them looked at each other. I braced myself for the backlash.
“Women, definitely,” said one of the girls.
“No way, I’d have to go with men. Men definitely lie more,” said the other girl.
“Men might lie more, but women tell bigger lies,” said the guy.
“What do you mean?” said one of the girls.
“Well, it’s like the Chris Rock line,” continued the guy. “When a guy lies, he says
something like ‘yeah, I took out the trash.’ When a woman lies, she says something like
‘it’s your baby!’”
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