Picture a clothes shop: A customer walks in, eyes a garment, tries it on, says they love it, tells the assistant they’ll definitely be back tomorrow to buy.
They’re never seen again.
Fickle? Polite? Hit by a bus and now lying toe-tagged in a morgue? Whatever the reason, the assistant won’t lose sleep. It happens. Move on.
Now picture you in a nightclub: An admirer walks over, their eyes twinkle, you let them try you on, they say they love you and will definitely call tomorrow. They’re never heard from again.
Will you move on? Or bar all customers from your shop while you hunt that b@$!@*d down with a pre-prepared toe-tag?
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