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Here is one story retold, albeit with a pithier ending:
Don't mind if I do
What happened: After a few months I broke up with my girlfriend. There were lots of reasons, one of which being her lack of interest in anything sexual. After breaking up we had a conversation during which she told me how she concluded sex was the only reason I broke up with her. Somewhere along that line she said something like: "Wanna bet that if I would have slept with you, you wouldn't want to break up?"
What I said: I mumbled something similar to "uh..well..I don't think so..."
What I SHOULD have said: Let's go.
The French call it l'esprit d'escalier, "the wit of the staircase," those biting ripostes that are thought of just seconds too late, on the way out of the room-or even, to tell the truth, days later. It's happened to you: you've suddenly thought of just what would put your foe in his or her place, but past the time when the arrow could sting its victim. You've stewed in your own juice ever since, and the chance for singeing repartee is gone forever.
Or is it?
Dorothy Parker or Oscar Wilde may have had the rapier wit to tweak their tormentors on the spot, but for the rest of us, we offer the Internet's only L'esprit d'escalier web site!