Whoever decided that asking for someone's 'number' would be a good way to find out their sexual history must really suck at dating and wants everyone else to suck at it too. Springing this question on a person is confusing and it should stop right now!
While out on the town, a guy I was seeing asked what my 'number' was and when I jokingly replied with 867-5309 he looked at me with disgust, walked away and I never heard from him again. What could’ve gone wrong? He said he loved to kid around. Silly me! I reflected after sobbing during my lonely taxi ride home, he must’ve been referring to my sex digits, not my telephone digits. How the heck was I supposed to know that?
If you insist on finding out how many Tom, Dick and Harry's came before you, go ahead and ask “How many people have you slept with?” It may be awkward, but it's to the point and eliminates the possibility of mixing up the copulation count with the landline.
But really, why torture yourself by asking the dreaded question in the first place? The past is the past and aside from practicing safe sex, getting tested, and breaking up, there's nothing you can do about it. Why risk falling into a deep depression and gaining lots weight from emotional eating binges over your partner's insanely high 'number?' Ignorance is bliss, quit being so damn nosey.
If you're not convinced that you should refrain from meddling in your significant other's previous XXX life, then consider the most obvious reason: they could just…lie.
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