I'm a very picky person, probably why this blog seems to me to be pretty boring and uneventful. Tonight I ran across THIS blog post by someone who has commented here a few times, and it made me laugh, mostly because if you switch the gender roles of the post I'm WAY too picky. For example:
- "You have a height requirement"
- I do indeed, it's the 5'4" minimum
- "Bad Spelling is a dealbreaker"
- As well as bad grammar and the use of an inordinate amount of typonese
- "No way you're dating [her] - [She's] the youngest child!"
- Ok nothing like this, I just find it interesting that every girl I've dated has been a youngest child.
- "Your future [wife] must have a masters degree too"
- Maybe not a Masters, but she'd probably need to have or soon receive an under-grad degree.
- "You’ve broken up with someone because their neck hair bothered you (and you didn’t even tell him)"
- I believe I've mentioned breaking up with Ashley when she got an 18 on the ACT; of course that wasn't the only reason, just the "final straw."
- "You tend to do all the rejecting"
- I've only been dumped once?
- "You won’t even consider going on a date with [her] because [she] still lives with [her] parents"
- Ok, this isn't a dealbreaker but I'd definitely worry if she'd never lived away from home.
- "You have a list, but it tends to eliminate candidates instead of highlight the positive attributes they have that you are seeking "
- As a matter of fact I think my "list" is crafted specifically to eliminate candidates and highlight their negative attributes, my list since high school has evolved into less of a set of "desires" and more into a group of "can't stands"
2 comments:
I wouldn't call it picky necessarily, I'd call it "refined taste." There's nothing wrong with know what you want!
Oh brother, I'm very picky.
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