Lets play a what if game.
The question I presented above is totally hypothetical, which I could only imagine being played on a TV show, but which I got to play real time with someone last night with other person rejecting 1 million dollars (!?!?).
That day I had an afternoon shift, 16-24h at my part-time job as a hostel receptionist which I maintain while I am writing my book (due to flexibility of time it gives me) and I was interacting with all sorts of people from around the world. During this time I met this Philippine girl. So yes it is a boy meets girl kind of story.
We spoke shortly, but I knew there was something more to our chat than just politeness. As the day was getting to an end and I plus few other people were going to get a drink in a bar just under the hostel, when I saw her one more time and I invited her to join us, which she happily agreed.
And so I finish my shift and negotiating a lower fee entry with a bouncer to find hostel people who were already drinking, all having fun and singing karaoke for few hours. Apparently we just missed a great performance of one of the hostel guys, so we get in, get drinks (only water for me, thank you), I put myself on the karaoke list for “It’s my life – Bon Jovi” and eventually “Granade – Bruno Mars” and we start dancing, singing, cracking jokes, and drinking, as I and Philippine girl are getting closer and closer together.
This is when it happens, the 1 Million dollars game. Essentially, we are dancing, it is on. I just had an amazing first song performance and she is complementing me on my dance moves, which are by the way actually good and not delusional good. I go for a kiss. She pulls away. I know she wanted the kiss so I am confused, but I don’t give much thought to it as I think she is just shy. Few minutes after I go for the kiss again. Same reaction. Third time and she says words that no one wants to hear: “I have a boyfriend”.
A year ago, I would be devastated if someone would say these words and would probably would think that she just want to get rid of me, but not today and not with this girl. As I said before, it is on and we both know it.
Instead of kissing her on a mouth, I lean in and kiss on a chick and then on her neck. She starts to tremble. I am impressed. I kiss her on the neck again and she is loving it. We dance some more and eventually I just start giving her a back massage. This is when she stops, closes her eye and just stands there in a middle of dance floor, because she is loving my massage skills. I actually have to sit her down because otherwise it seems that she will just fall.
At this point I ask her how bad she wants to kiss me and she says very badly.So we weight everything up with:
– She is in Europe, Amsterdam (it is a dram city)
– She is having the most amazing time of her life
– Apparently her BF does not touch her in these ways and maybe she never has been touched like that
– She is loving me
– She is loving my singing
– According to her all Europeans, and specifically me, are tall, good looking, blue eye, blond (dark blond), with 6 pack, best dancing moves
– I speak 8 languages
Wait what? 8 languages? She did not know that. She is further impressed. I am being modest. She has not seen or heard a half of it what is going on in my life.
I ask her whether she me meets a lot of people like me, which obviously she does not. She said I am 1 in a 1000. I joke that it is too easy to impress her and that I don’t like to be 1 in a 1000. I want to be 1 in a 1.000.000 or maybe 10.000.000. She says that she meets only like 1 new person a day so it would take her 3 years to meet someone else like me. I am not impressed and about to walk away. We laugh and here is the 1 million dollars game.
I tell her check for 1 million dollars that she has 24h to spend before she has to fly away. She could do anything, be anyone, and have everything but only for next 24h! She really wants the money. This money could help her get to the next level of life. If she takes the money, it will certainly change her life for the better and she knows it.
BUT… deep inside she has that little voice saying: I have a boyfriend. I cannot take the check. I will go back to him tomorrow and continue going through my life as it was, probably without crazy excitement and adventure (as after all, our lives are normal to ourselves, even if they are impressive to other people).
So she does not take the money, which I respect, and we keep it as it is, a great new memory. We walk back to the hostel and I leave her at the door, promising that we will see each other again, both knowing full well that it will never happen and this experience, that could possibly have transformed her life, could never be again, maybe even during whole of her lifetime. So my question to you, the reader is:
Would you take the money?