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No, still shame worthy in my opinion. Your still presuming she doesn't think the sun shines out of your ass and would never in her wildest dreams think of flaking and letting a guy of your caliber slip through her fingers.
You needn't ask her to text you that day, she's into you already and would have let you know herself like an adult woman if she couldn't make it.
If she doesn't then youve just weeded out sub par sh1t. It's a win win.
Do you see where I'm going?
edit: and just to add, getting flaked on at the bar is far less chumpish than being an unsure beta with questionable self worth beforehand. You'll be gaming a new chick at the bar anyway.
I see where you're going, but I still don't agree with it. I like coffee, scratch that I love coffee, but I make it at home if I want it, I don't go to a cafe. But I invite a chick out to a cafe. Even worse for bars, since I'm just not a fan of bars but will invite a chick out to one. Guess my point is, I'd like to be on the date, but my #2 thing I'd want to do is something completely different. If I know, I'd rather do #2 then #8 on the list.
If you are the one to make the date conditional on your whims and mood, that's nothing but control. You're presuming that the sun does indeed shine out of your dirty pooperchute.
Just a theory, but on the surface you're going to have to display the higher value necessary to pull this off. Personally, I only invite same day / next day. Cuts the flakes down a lot. If they counter with specific time in the future, then I push the "she has to confirm" deal.
The follow through is important too. Pretend like the date doesn't exist if it serves your needs. If you have a same day opening, throw it out to her. If the date doesn't work at a good time, pretend it doesn't exist. If she does confirm, then just say something came up, etc.
As an aside, I think we place too much value on actively showing value. Whatever you do, just don't supplicate and you're golden. I beleive both of our plans don't display lack of value. I just hate wasting my time and being in a place I wouldn't otherwise be at that time. If that makes me a male flake, so be it. In this messed up world, flaking is value.