Dating nowadays is such an awkward song and dance. Getting yourself out in there is the first hurdle, followed by actually meeting someone. Societal pressures for men are just as frustrating in finding a partner as it is for women. Men are expected to make the first move, suggest a spot, open doors, and so on and so forth.
And nine times out of ten, these dates don’t usually pan out for the guy. I, for one, hate going on dates and putting myself out there. I’m also a weirdo and when a guy even feigns some sort of interest in me, I run away as fast as I can. Yeah, I’m the girl that loves emotionally unavailable men (especially if they live in a different area code, come to mama).
When I’ve successfully made my escape from a potential suitor, I then go over my list of deal breakers and check off most of the list in regards to the poor guy. I must admit, I also add on to the list as I over analyze the guy with my girlfriends. I’ve got a whole list of weird deal breakers: If her wears a fedora he’s definitely out (even as a joke), if he doesn’t acknowledge my obsession with Drake then he can find someone else to go home to (see what I did there Drake fans?), and the ultimate, if he doesn’t get along with my gay besties, then he better get to steppin’. Despite our differences, both sexes have weird deal breakers, that’s a given.