7 Things that Scare Women Away
This is a guest post contributed by Julie Fishman who is a writer for DatingWebsites.org. Julie has done everything from develop a dental school guide to write an intellectual analysis of MTV’s “The Hills” to contribute to the book Gradspot: A Guide to Life After College.
While there are plenty of fish in the sea, you’ll never hook one if you’re throwing out the wrong bait. Sure, women are complicated and it can be confusing to determine exactly what they seek in a man. But, there are definitely certain behaviors that send nearly every gal running. Check them out below so you don’t blow a great catch.
You’re still in love with your ex—Bringing your ex up on the first date, constantly making comments that compare new gal to old gal, or never changing your ILoveJess screen name all signal that though you may say you’re done with your ex, you’re still secretly pining. And pining is best done solo.
You’re a player—While women like a practiced man, they don’t want someone who’s written the playbook, if you know what we mean. If she feels like you may be manipulating or using her, she’ll never offer her trust or respect.
You’re a pushover—If you let people walk all over you, she’ll likely walk on by. A man who knows what he wants and how to get it is a definite turn on.
You’re a momma’s boy—Still go home on weekends so mom can do your laundry? Call her several times a day? Live by her mantras? These all signal a man that can’t take care of himself, and if you can’t do that, no woman will believe you can take care of her.
You’re insecure—You know how much guys hate it when girls ask if they look fat in something? It works both ways. Stop questioning if your gal is too good for you and might run off with the hunky waiter. Be confident in how you look and feel, and she’ll think you’re the hunky one.
You’re a narcissist—The more time you spend looking at yourself in the mirror or touting your accolades, the less time women perceive you have for them. If you’re obsessed with perfecting yourself, you’ll never have time to perfect a relationship.
You’re immature—If you spend your entire weekends playing beer pong with your old frat buddies and consider Carl’s Jr.’s $6 Angus burger a fancy dinner, we can assure you that you will likely be spending your drivethru time alone. Women look for dependable men who are committed to making their partner a priority.
The next time you hit up happy hour or head to a speed dating event keep in mind that the biggest thing that separates wheat from chaff is emotional openness and the ability to match actions with words. You don’t have to be her knight in shining armor—just call when you say you will, respect her opinions and offer a compliment (or two).
Actions speak louder than words
If a guy said, “I will call you” to me, than normal logic would conclude that he’s going to call me. When he doesn’t, it sends a series of red flags and sirens flashing bright red that this guy may not be the guy for me. He may think it boils down to not having time or “forgetting” to make a simple phone call, but to me it means he doesn’t care enough about me to follow through on his word and isn’t as interested in me as he claims.
I’ve been through this exhausting cycle many MANY times in my dating career. One would think I would grow immune to such blasphemy uttered from the new flavor of the week, but unfortunately the profound disappointment of not receiving a phone call when promised STILL has me grasping for the nearest stress ball.
It doesn’t make sense to me. If I’m not in the guy, don’t like him, aren’t feeling the situation or have no desire to continue the relationship past the first encounter, I’m NOT going to promise to call him. The easy way out is to say something like, “I’ll talk to you soon,” or “I’ll see ya around.” If a guy said this to me, I would immediately conclude that he’s not that interested and move on.
It’s when the jerk in question continually promises to call and does not deliver. Don’t guys understand that it’s better not to promise something you KNOW you are not going to do than say you are going to do something and NOT do it?!?!? It sends the wrong message if the guy is sincere about his feelings, so if he is genuine, than pick up the phone and call if that’s what he wants to do! If he isn’t sincere and doesn’t really care to pursue the relationship further, than don’t promise to call. It’s as simple as that.
*Notable mentions…”I really want to get to know you,” “I really see this going some where,” “We should hang out some time,” “I’ve been really busy”
What do you think about this? Do you think I’m overreacting? Guys, would you not call a girl that you are interested in if you promised to call her? Girls, what would you think if a guy did this to you on a consistent basis? Is this horrible cycle never going to end??
Why I’m Done With Internet Dating . . . For Now.
After my latest adventure into the world of Internet dating, I have realized that for the time being, I am done with it, for now.
It’s not that I think I’m better than all that, or that I look down on anyone who still subscribes to e-match-chemistry-date-fish, because believe me, I have tried them all. I have read about their individual methodologies, and how THEY will find the one for you . . . hell, they all but promise that if you stick it out long enough, you will meet the one, on their site. They have testimonials from “real” people who met through their site, and talk about their doubts, but found the love of their lives on e-match-chemistry-date-fish. For those of us with an ounce of hope still left, we can’t help but feel drawn to the possibility.
They’re out there . . . I just know it, and maybe I’ll find them here. . .
You might, but you probably won’t. Know why?
Here are a few reasons . . .
1. Woody Allen once said, “Ninety percent of life is just showing up.”
“Showing up” shouldn’t be taken literally in this context. When I think of showing up, I’m not just talking about the act of simply showing up. I’m talking about the culmination of experiences, heart, real courage, sincere investment, and the commitment to the process of internet dating that brings you to the table genuinely open to meeting other people.
In other words,
Being on the field, doesn’t mean you’re playing the game.
Most people don’t show up. They don’t mean it. They’re not really there to really meet people; they’re there to see what else is out there, and who might come to them. Most people are on the field, but they’re not playing the game. We’re all guilty of this at one time or another. The problem is, it’s impossible to tell who is just standing on the field, and who is out there to play, and the field is littered with thousands of “standers”.
2. Internet dating is shallow, and the sun is hot.
This is an inescapable truth. I have known people who do really well on the dating sites. You know what? They’re really good looking, and they would do well regardless. For those of us who rate between a 4 and 7 on the proverbial 10 point scale (which is 95% of us, by the way. Yes, even you), it’s kind of hopeless.
YOU ARE BETTER THAN YOU APPEAR ON A COMPUTER SCREEN.
Most people are. The problem is, we never get the chance to show the online dating world who we are because it rarely gets that far, so we end up a little frustrated. We know we’re better than we appear on e-match-chemistry-date-fish, but it’s damn near impossible for anyone to put that down on paper because no matter how we try to write it down . . . there is more to each of us than we could ever express through a words pecked on a computer keyboard.
3. E-match-chemistry-date-fish is a business.
These companies have one thing on their minds, making money. How they make the money may differ, but every business has a most basic goal. . . .make money. I’m not here to argue on endlessly about the evil nature of corporations, but the fact of the matter is that these companies don’t really care about whether you meet anyone. While they almost promise you’ll meet someone on their site, they won’t guarantee it, they can’t. They only want to convince you of the possibility so that they can get your money.
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I admit, all of this may be a bit cynical, but as I said before, it’s not that you CAN’T meet someone on the Internet, it’s that, in my opinion, it’s more likely that you won’t.
Now, I may be cynical, but I am also an optimist. If I have a problem with something, before I rant and rave in public, I like to come up with some solutions. An action plan, if you will.
Have you given up too, but are still unsure as to what to do next?
It’s not hopeless.
Here are some possible solutions.
1. Speed Dating.
I love speed dating. It’s not terribly different than on-line dating in many different ways, but it’s less expensive, and at least you’re getting to meet people face to face. If nothing else, you know the people you meet are, at the very least, showing up and putting themselves on the line. Worst-case scenario, you’ll have some funny stories to tell at the next cocktail party.
No joke, I once asked a woman while on a speed date which celebrity she would most like to see naked . . . she gave me a name I didn’t recognize . . . Turns out the celebrity she would most like to see naked is . . . a televangelist. The remaining 3 minutes of the speed date were a bit awkward, but I have a story to tell. I also met a foot model (yes, you read that correctly, foot model) who was pursuing her doctorate in literature.
Stories, folks, stories.
A person with a good story is always more interesting than a person without one, and you can’t get good stories without getting out there and experiencing your life.
2. Get Out There.
Go DO something that interests you. Not sure what interests you, or where to find people who like Medieval Basket Weaving . . . Go to you’re local free paper, and find out what’s happening in your town (you’d be surprised), or if all else fails, try www.meetup.com. There are thousands of meetup groups, who do all kinds of things.
If you’re getting out there and actually doing things, then you get the opportunity to meet people and show them who you really are. Plus you are actively participating in your life with other people who are actively participating in theirs.
Let me repeat, there is nothing wrong with Internet dating. I’ve done it. These days, I just feel like meeting people in a more traditional setting. If you’re still sold on the online dating world, it’s ok. You have hope . . . I admire that very much because I have hope, too, and it’s not always easy to keep it alive.
If you want to meet me, however, you’re gonna need to get out there, do something and meet me the old fashioned way . . . for now.
emotional REAL estate
Robyn just posted a recent sonogram as her FaceBook photo. I decide to ring her and we meet for an impromptu picnic in the park. Something we both have shirked since I left the firm we sold our souls for. It was high time for some herbal Honest Teas, huge hoagies from Saigon Sandwiches coupled with Sprinkles’ vegan red velvety goodness.
“How’s what’s-his-face?” Her affection for a particular man-in-my-life zeroes in the second we meet up.
“We’re good.” I struggle with the Built NY bags as Robyn smooths the blankets on the still dewy grass.
“Just good? You two were inseparable last time I saw you guys.” She needles. Nothing escapes this woman. Her seventh-sense is always spot-on.
“Eh, you know. Growing pains.” I’m no good when it comes to being nonchalant.
“Hmmm.”
“What’s THAT supposed to mean?” I feign offense. We’re cronies. We’re past pretenses, but it doesn’t hurt to act hurt once in a while. Keeps us from tip-toeing our way through each others’ lives.
“Nothing.” Her eyes dart to the way my fingers fiddle with the loose button on my cardigan. “You know when I met my husband, right?”
“When you went online.” I still have trouble piecing together what she’s driving at.
“Yes AND no.” She pinches my nose playfully. I grimace. She caught me wrinkling it again. Key word. WRINKLE. She has none, and insists it’s because she’s met her soul’s mate. “Yes. I met him online. No, that’s not what I meant.”
I look at her blankly. She giggles. “I mean to say, it’s good that you and what’s-his-face are not so hunky-dory.” She’s resorted to riddles. I sigh. Loudly.
“Engrish. Preez.”
“The day I lost ALL my guy friends, was the day I met MY guy.”
“Huh?” I swipe my pinky against the pseudo cream-cheesy goodness of the vegan cupcake. Robyn’s deciding to slam dairy during her pregnancy still eludes me, but I’m game for trying new ways of tricking my tastebuds into thinking they’re being sated.
“Look, I know you’ve got a ton of buddies that have your back. There’s nothing wrong with your band of bros. I just think it’s great timing for you to concentrate on you moving past [the EX-factor].” She’s chattering really quickly now. I’m certain she’s been dying to get this off her chest. “What’s-his-face is the best of the bunch. I know that. You know that. We all have known this.”
“So what’s your point?” I’m edgy. The cupcake is not cutting it. I reach for a Vietnamese sandwich. Robyn’s usually succinct. It’s not characteristic for her to circumvent conversational shrubbery. I bite down hard into my hoagie. She follows suit. We sit silent for a split second. Then it begins.
“I”m just saying. I’m glad what’s-his-face is giving you room now to meet the man-of-your-dreams.”
“Say what?” I’m puzzled. If memory serves me correctly, a few years back, I couldn’t get Robyn off my back about how my best bud and I were meant to be Plato’s picture perfect definition of soulmates.
“Emotional space.” Prompt replies are Robyn’s forte. “It’s prime relationship real estate. Own it. Stop letting what’s-his-face lease it with 0% APR.”
We both sip our teas in silence. Staring at the boats slide lazily across the Bay.
“Online, huh?”
“Yep.”
“Should I let what’s-his-face know?” My best bud balked the last time we spoke of my perusing internet dating. That particular conversation is partially to blame for the “[emotional] space between.”
“You’re no longer renting, hon.” I know this. “It’s time to buy.”
At least she likes you as a person
My friend’s words rang empty in my ears. That’s just great, she likes me as a person. I suppose that makes me fit for cat-sitting while she’s away with her boyfriend, or that if we were both at a party she would definitely not ignore me or run in the opposite direction.
Of course, talking to a girl about a girl tends to lead you down this path. I know my friend was just re-living her own dating antics. I’m sure at some point she genuinely liked a guy in a platonic way and was shocked that he didn’t consider that a good thing. Guys and girls think differently that way. Guys rarely utter the words, “I like you as a friend,” to anyone, let alone a girl (after all, you never know when a night of loneliness or drinks could end up a night to remember, right?).
Me? I’m going to be 32 in a few months and to be honest, I have all of the friends that I need. I’ve never been one to keep large groups of friends – I find trying to manage and maintain those friendships takes just too much time. So I’ve always kept to a relatively small group of close friends and then a larger group of acquaintances with whom I may occasionally get together, but who ultimately may come or go from my life without much regard.
This isn’t to say that I’m looking for marriage right now, far from it. What I am looking for is romance, intrigue, and yes, some sex would be nice. Liking me as a person doesn’t get me any of those things, and since there aren’t currently any openings to be a good friend, I really don’t see the purpose in continuing our interactions.
“I’m glad we had this talk,” she said, “so now we’ll be able to hang out in groups and do things together!”
Still not getting it. Rejection stings, and the consolation prize of being a friend doesn’t take that sting away. Though it’s nice that she doesn’t hate my guts or is completely revolted by my presence, there is no real future here. We’re not friends now, nor will we ever be in the future. You’re an acquaintance – someone I know, someone I’ll say, “hi,” to when I pass in the hall, and maybe even someone I’d stop and have a conversation with if the situation came up. But we’re not friends, nor will we ever be.
The Friend Zone
I started dating this guy a couple months ago.
We clicked at first, but as time went on we realized a romantic relationship between us was not going to work. I didn’t want to give up on this relationship entirely because I did enjoy hanging out with him, so I proposed friendship and waited for the response. I received hesitation at first, but I expected that reaction given our brief dating past.
Fortunately, he came around and now we are just friends. I made it very clear to him that I have no intentions of sleeping with him or fooling around with him because I don’t see the relationship in that way any more. I’ve never gone from romantic to friends so I’m operating in cautionary mode as well, but I feel my declaration of zero physical attraction seemed to have made the transitional process smoother.
I do consider him a friend in the sense of someone I can ask to hang out with, but time will tell whether he turns out to be a real friend or not.
Have you experienced something like this? How did the situation work out for you? Great? Never been better? Worse than before?? Who decided to remain as friends? What’s it like being in the Friend Zone?
I want to hear all about it!!
Making the battle of the sexes fun: A book review
Dating– love it, hate it, play with the idea, or do what Cecily Knobler did when she wrote her book: try to figure it out. She’s Crazy, He’s a Liar, Now What?: A Single Girl’s Guide to Understanding the Sexes isn’t the guide every single person needs, but it is a source of relateable laughter that can help the cynic smile at this ubiquitous topic.
Guys, don’t let the subtitle keep you from picking up the book. At first glance it might seem like it’s a guide for single girls. Knobler, a single woman, has a mission to shed light on different perspectives on dating.
Knobler takes trips down memory lane and reveals the source of her quirky sense of humor– a bit reminiscent of Sarah Silverman, but not as twisted. In refreshing lightness, she shows us that laughing at our own pathetic lives is a perfectly acceptable coping mechanism. In light of her stories, the book is mostly about having common sense.
The funniest parts of the book are Knobler’s transcriptions of her roundtable gender discussions. These talks are a clear indication of how much advice people need regardless of background, belief, or marital status. Wisely chosen, Knobler’s counterparts range in personalities that exemplify the range of perspectives people have. Not everyone thinks about dating the same way! Oh, that’s why there are so many books on dating. As far as guidance is concerned, none is given in these discussions. Though, one can get to know what the other gender thinks from these talks. Just listen carefully.
Knobler also spends considerable verbiage on Fein and Schneider’s The Rules. Supporters and non-supporters represented, Knobler is clear that she is not a Rules girl. What is a Rules girl anyway? She responds to that question in more ways than one.
The book could have done without the glossy magazine-like paper, the pages of which were tempting to turn as if they were a magazine. Why the gloss? Probably to make the color illustrations pop. Maybe Knobler really wanted to write a comic book, which would have totally worked given the content, especially with the roundtable talks. Though her narratives could have made a fun manga as well.
While “guide” doesn’t justify all the content, the book has its how-to moments. Useful? Maybe. That really depends on how lost the reader is in his or her quest for true love. For those who have a handle on the dating scene, read it for sheer entertainment value. As far as her target audience is concerned, it can be as useful for guys as for the female who needs girl time. Throughout the book, Knobler has a lot to say especially to guys, mostly in the first half. Perhaps Knobler thought guys would give up on the book before the halfway point, and thenceforth focused on the girls.
As the author of AlphaDog, the dating guide for men, reading She’s Crazy, He’s a Liar tended to be frustrating at times. The gender differences Knobler pokes fun at can easily avoid relationship problems when we know our own personality types. (Though, I learned something about women reading this book, and I’m a woman.) Overall, it’s a fun, easy read with lots of pictures to keep the reader wondering what’s next, some interesting facts that show Knobler did some research, and plenty of healthy chuckles.
Write’em off . . .
Sometimes you just have to write people off. It’s not that you’re mad with them, but there comes a point at which you realize that you’re not getting what you need out of a relationship, and it’s time for the relationship to end.
Kerri is a fun girl. Make no mistake about it; she is crazy fun. Every time I wondered how I had so much energy the night before, and why I stayed out so late, the reason was always the same. Kerri was in town. I was attracted to Kerri. Who wouldn’t be? She’s a fun, smart, sexy, redhead, who loves to party, sing karaoke and dance. She can crack dirty jokes with the boys, and was always up for another round. She was a one-woman circus who could keep us all entertained, and best of all, she seemed to like me.
Problems started as I was organizing a series of group events. Kerri would always say she was coming, but would never appear.
Anytime I organize a group event, I know there’s always going to be a few flakes . . . Things happen, stuff crops up, it happens all the time, and it’s not that big of a deal. With Kerri, however, it was the rule not the exception. Others in my group started to make a joke of her attendance, or the lack thereof, and some wanted me to ban her from the group. At first I made light of it too, but after a while I started to realize, this is just the way she is.
I have heard it said that 75% of life is just showing up. Well, Kerri wasn’t showing up. This doesn’t make her a bad person, but the question is, am I willing to accept people who behave like this? Is there room for them in my life? Should I keep investing, caring, and defending a relationship, even a friendship, if I don’t like the fact that she doesn’t seem to follow through?
I am all for accepting people for who they are, but at some point I felt like I needed to see if I was getting what I needed out of this relationship as it was. After all, she’s not going to change, see the error in her ways, and start behaving the way I want her to.
She’s Kerri. She is who she is, and it’s fine.
It’s just not fine for me.
I wasn’t angry; I wasn’t hurt, and I didn’t make any decision out of these emotions. I just realized that I didn’t want to invest in people if they weren’t really going to show a little caring for me.
How did this happen? She was my favorite in our little group, and now I didn’t even give a crap one way or another . . . How sad.
I had recently purchased a home, and decided to throw a housewarming party. I specifically told my guests that in light of the economy, there was no need to bring any gifts. Kerri told me she’d be there, and like clockwork, she flaked. I wasn’t hurt; I was past that. It wasn’t even that big of a deal, but the final straw came in the form of an e-mail from Kerri.
As usual, I missed an event..lol.. surprise! But it was your house warming and for that, I am sorry. I have a gift for you tomorrow though.. I haven’t forgotten. So please see the principal after school!! Don’t ignore me like you always do…
-K
Ignore you? Ha! Now that is a laugh. As if I, am somehow the bad guy here. I didn’t utter a cross word about her missing events. I didn’t talk badly about her to the others, and I was friendly every time we met, and yet, I’m ignoring her. Wow!
The next day, I saw her at a social event. She was really late, and evidently had slipped into the back of the room and was sitting with some other people. Eventually, I saw her, she smiled and I walked over to say hello and be cordial. She smiled, looked over, and then hid her face grinning the whole time. She looked at me, giggled and said, “I suck at life.”
I was confused; I had no idea what that meant. Plus, it didn’t really matter that much because I was sort of over the whole thing anyway.
“I forgot your gift,” she said giggling, smiling and laughing as though it was funny.
It wasn’t funny to me. It was just kind of sad. It was yet one more flaky thing in a line of flaky things that she has done, and I was totally over it.
“It would matter, if I cared,” I said calmly, and walked away.
She made another comment which may or may not have contained the word a**hole, but I didn’t really care.
The point of all of this is to let you know, dear reader, that it’s ok to get rid of people who don’t give you what you need. The key is to calmly, rationally figure out what your needs are, then invest in those people who really give it to you. I don’t need a one-woman circus, a whirlwind, or a crazy, hot, sexy, party girl. I just want the girl who will take the time to be there, to follow through. Kerri wasn’t that girl. I still like Kerri for who she is, but it’s not what I am, and I don’t have enough space to let her in anymore.
Book review: How to Find a Woman…or Not
Imagine that you have an older divorced buddy who decided to throw himself into the world of dating. Imagine the same buddy going up on stage and delivering a comedy/advice show all about his dating adventures to you and all of your friends. If you can imagine that scenario, then you’ve imagined Gary Morgenstein’s new book, How to Find a Women…or Not.
Make no mistake, this book is highly targeted towards those who are in a situation similar to Gary: past a first marriage, a little older, and trying to get back into the dating game. If you happen to live in New York, you’ll also benefit from recommendations on where to take the older woman for a nice date.
The content delivery is exactly what you’d expect from a sarcastic standup comedian. There are few sentences that slip by without a parenthetical side commentary, which can make the book seem more stream-of-consciousness than it really is. The other thing you’ll find a lot of in this book is lists. Almost every page feature either a bulleted or numbered lists of things you should keep in mind. The downside of this approach is that it breaks up the flow of the book, so reading it straight through is a little bit tiring. The upside of this approach is that you don’t have to worry about getting lost if put down the book and pick it up later.
Where the book really shines is towards the middle, when Gary takes on Internet dating. Having been through the Internet dating experience and emerged with my own battle scars, I could really relate to this section. He deftly dissects the ins and outs of Internet dating and how to keep your sanity while making an attempt to meet someone interesting. I love the title of Chapter 10, “Online Dating and Other Surreal Experiences”.
Gary really explores all realms of dating, including the value of gay friends, how to avoid losing your job while dating at work, why getting setup with someone by friends isn’t always a good thing, how young is too young, and of course, sex. He moves swiftly from one topic to the next, peppering the text with “Morgy Rules,” Gary’s pieces of advice that you’ll want to write down and remember, such as:
Remember the woman always chooses. ALWAYS. They decide if we can touch their private parts, not us. If they deign, we sleep with them. If they don’t, we don’t.
Note that this book is not a step-by-step guide to dating, but rather a book-length comedic rant about dating in general with some words of wisdom sprinkled throughout. Being younger than Gary, I had a little bit of trouble relating to some stories (dating women with children, needing to pack the little blue pill just in case, etc.), but I can definitely imagine those older than me relating very well to this. How to Find a Women…or Not is recommended if you enjoy sarcastic/funny writing on the complex topic of dating and the adventures a 50-something year old divorcee can still have in the quest for love and happiness.
The Wonderlic Dating Exam
For those of you who don’t know what the heck the Wonderlic Exam is, it’s a test given to football players entering the NFL Draft every year. What does this have to do with dating? The NFL apparently takes the twelve-minute, fifty question pre daft assessment exam very seriously, so imagine the possibilities if women and men used this test after a date to assess the intelligence/compatibility of a prospective suitor?
Since there isn’t a sample of what the Wonderlic Dating Exam would look like, I took it upon myself to create a mock up of the female version (male version will appear in part 2 of post). Instead of wasting time analyzing the date with your friends or creating a list of Pros and Cons, you can have your date take this!
Wonderlic Dating Exam (Female Version)
The name of your date is…
a) Tammy b) Suzy c) Tim d) I have no idea
When the check comes after a delicious dinner for two at a restaurant one of you picked, the girl reaches for her wallet, grabs out the credit card and prepares to ask how much she can contribute to the meal and/or the tip, but you’ve already
a) taken the bill, slipped your credit card in the plastic sealing and pushed it to the end of the table
b) taken the bill, looked at it and told her how much tip is going to be
c) pushed the bill over her way and looked in the other direction to avoid eye contact and/or any explanation of your actions
2 + 2 =
Sex is…
a) a beautiful act of intimate expression between two people in a monogamous, happy relationship
b) something you ask for after dessert
c) something you pay for after you stay overnight at the local motel
The current U.S President is
a) Barack Obama
c) Megan Fox
d) I have no idea
If you could compare your date to any current female celebrity, who would it be?
a) Megan Fox
b) Barbra Streisand
c) Nobody. Her beauty can not be matched to any girl. Celebrity or not.
Your date mentions her passion for animal rights and presence in various anti-animal cruelty charities/organizations. What do you do next?
a) Tell her about how you and your dad go deer hunting every winter
b) Compliment her on what an amazing way to purse her passion and how you are doing something similar with a hobby of your own
c) Say nothing while silently wondering if Jay Cutler will ever reach his potential in Chicago
Mentioning the incredible sexual appetite and detailed accounts of your sex life with an ex is a great way to measure the jealousy of your date. True or False
Adjusting yourself for more than five minutes in front of your date so there is no room for doubt that yes, you just did that, will cause your date to do what?
a) Be suddenly turned on
b) Look on in disgust
c) All of the above
d) B only
After 30 minutes of conversation with your date, you can recall the following.
a) Nothing
b) Only bits and pieces
c) She lives in Chicago, has a dog named Slinky and works as a paralegal in Schaumburg
d) Her name. You think.
