I enjoyed TWIRP (The Woman Is Required To Pay) week. During TWIRP week, ladies ask their male friends to a fun date when they do something fun together with, most importantly, the woman being required to pay. As a member of the class of males, I found this a win-win situation, the only problem being someone needed to ask me.
As TWIRP week approached, I had grand expectations of being asked but quickly forgot about TWIRP week when Calculus, computer science, and New Testament homework piled up. On one of the Fridays leading up to TWIRP week, I had planned a movie night with my friends. Sweaty and smelly from running in the RAWC, I decided to take a shower before heading over. After my shower, a friend of mine came to my room and started rushing me with a huge smile on his face. Though he always wears a smile, his smile was noticeably larger. Completely oblivious (as usual), I continued to make my popcorn. When it finally finished popping, he pushed me impatiently toward Agee basement.
After taking not even two steps in, one of my friends popped out of nowhere like a party popper and asked me to go on a TWIRP date with her as everyone watched, massive smiles painted across their faces. In her hands, she held a box of pizza (always a good choice), and she flipped open the top, revealing a message that said, “I know this is cheesy, but will you go with me on a TWIRP date?”
Who can refuse not only a friend nor a friend holding pizza but a friend holding pizza with a corny joke written on the box?
I enjoyed the surprise of being asked and had much more fun on the date when we went roller skating and swing dancing with some other friends, but I also enjoyed being on the other end of the equation: helping some ladies ask the guys.
It started with a cryptic text: “Karsten, do you want to help us ask the guys for TWIRP week?” Perhaps it wasn’t as cryptic as a self-destructing Mission Impossible message, but the whole experience was definitely enhanced by mentally playing the Mission Impossible theme music. My mission, as it was, involved discovering the guys’ favorite candy bars. I handled the secrecy appropriately–text messages. I asked each guy for their favorite candy bar as subtly as I could: “Hey, random question. What’s your favorite candy?” If they found out that they were being asked to go on a TWIRP date, it was indubitably not from me.
Once my mission was accomplished and I had reported the secret intelligence to headquarters, I received another text: “Can you tell the guys to meet in front of Agee at 9:00?” Using the appropriate secrecy–text messages again–, I received the affirmative that the targets will assemble at the desired location at the specified time. Mission accomplished.
My phone buzzed with another text: “Meet us at Raley at 8:45.” At Raley, the ladies handed me the first clue (because they had prepared a scavenger hunt for the guys), and my payment, a Payday candy bar, an appropriate compensation for my services. “The hunt should finish in the library,” one of them said. “We’ll be in one of the study rooms. Call us if you need help on any of the clues.” With that, they vanished into the darkness of night, and I was left alone.
Hurrying back to Agee to meet the guys, I found one already there. Obviously, he had not ascertained the true nature of the 9:00 meeting due to the incredible finesse with which I retrieved the intelligence and assembled the meeting. Soon the other gentlemen had arrived, and I handed them their first clue. The hunt had begun. We crossed the campus a couple times, looking for clues. Occasionally, I would report a status update to headquarters (For kicks and giggles, I tried several times to lead them astray and almost did it once. It was heart-breaking to watch them not listen to me). Opening the final envelope and withdrawing the final clue, they read and decided that their destination was the library. I did all I could to lead them astray, but they ignored me and went there anyway.
In the library, they finished the mission by finding the girls studying in one of the study rooms. They burst into the study room where the girls welcomed them and asked them if they wanted to go on a TWIRP date. Again, who can refuse a friend with a candy, especially a friend with your favorite candy? My mission completed, I returned to Agee after sharing several laughs with my friends.
Yes, TWIRP week was a lot of fun; and a great opportunity to do something out of the ordinary while making some great memories.