Creepy Old Men Part 2

This is what happens when you are working on something and are half paying attention to the person talking to you….

Friend #1 comes back in looking for boss man. I am trying to get this file done and emailed off prior to 3:00, so I am half listening to him talk at me.

Friend #1: “So, as a single 25 year old….what would it take to get you to go out with an attractive guy who’s almost 40??”

Me not really paying attention: “Tickets to the Bears vs. Packers game on New Years Eve.”

F: “Drinks?”

M: “Yep”

F: “Sex?”

Me making a BAD BAD BAD joke: “depends on how much I have to drink.”

~~Then it hits me what I am saying and that I am not just joking around with my friends.~~

F: “Sounds like a plan, I’ll work on those tickets.”

M: “Ummm….I was KIDDING about the sex.”

F: “Damn…to bad. What about the game.”

M: “I don’t kid about the Bears.”

F: “So if I got tickets you would go with me??”

M: “Yes, but it wouldn’t be a date. It would be me using you for Bears tickets and you being able to tell all your friends lies about what happened.”

F: “And you’re ok with that??”

M: “Look, I want tickets to that game more then anyone has any idea. If it means you telling your friends lies, fine, be pervy old dude. They probably won’t believe you anyway.”

F: “God you’re funny. Ok deal. If I can get tickets we’ll go. I promise not to lie about it to anyone you know.”

M: “Sounds like a plan. For the record, after this game I will never entertain the idea of going out with you again.”

F: “Deal.”

Ok, I would rather go with a friend, someone I actually enjoy spending time with. But we all know I’m going to be 100% focused on the game.

Should I feel dirty??? B/c I don’t. I really want those tickets.