 I end up in tears and go to my best friend, because this is not the right guy for me. But my father doesn't seem to understand. So what do I do? My friend, she comes up with a very practical solution. She pulls out a coin from her purse, and she asks me to toss it. Heads, my family wins, I marry the boy. Tails, I win, I say no. Now I'm 25, tired of this matchmaking charade, and very keen to get my dad off my back.