|Whoa there, Peter! Whatchu doin'?|
At first, I thought it was a coincidence, but as it's happened more and more, I'm beginning to think that it's a cursed phrase.
Instead of just not saying it--which is what a smarter person would probably do--I put my hair in a ponytail, slapped on a pair of goggles, lit up a Bunsen burner and started testing my theory to confirm that this phrase was a relationship doomer. But of course, as soon as the phrase left my lips, guys would get all squirrely and non-committal.
It seems like an innocent enough phrase, so I have NO IDEA why it has repelling powers. It's not like I'm asking him to shop for wedding dresses with me. I'm just trying to plan my week out. Sheesh!