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Dating Don’ts: 7 Somewhat Universal Online Dating Dealbreakers

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Dating Don'ts: 7 Somewhat Universal Online Dating Dealbreakers

Online dating is a wild and wooly world full of missed connections, delicate communications, and the unique, but not uncommon experience of getting to know someone enough to meet them for one to two beers through a series of messages on the internet. This is the world we live in, and the beauty of online dating is that the carefully worded profile lets you try before you buy. All profile info is to be taken with a grain of salt, but there’s an art to the carefully crafted profile. We all have our personal dealbreakers, but there are some that are (somewhat — there are always exceptions!) universal. Let’s explore… Keep reading »

Dealbreaker: He Didn’t Tell Me He Was Engaged Until We Were About To Have Sex

Dealbreaker: Dog Kicker
Dealbreaker: He Kicked My Dog
He kicked her dog. Read More »
Dealbreaker: Huge Penis
His penis was so big that it made her cry. Read More »
Dealbreaker: Slut Shamer
He was a slut shamer, so she was outta there. Read More »
Dealbreaker: He Didn't Tell Me He Was Engaged Until We Were About To Have Sex

Mike* added me on Facebook and struck up conversation the day after our mutual friend – who was under the impression that we were both single and searching – set us up. We hit it off immediately. I did all the relevant Google stalking research, watched YouTube videos where he discussed important things he learned at Yale, internally combusted over how perfect we seemed for each other and hypothesized about what our babies would look like.

Conversation seemed to be going so smoothly and I was feeling giddy as fuck, so I didn’t even bother to give myself a moment to breathe and trip over reality when he said, “Screw it! I’m driving to LA tomorrow to take you out.”

The thing is, although I get that the above was potentially just naïve by me, what followed was perhaps one of the best, most fun, most connected first dates I’ve ever had. Conversation was engaging and never ending, we laughed so much we made outright dicks of ourselves, and I felt extremely comfortable with him. I literally cannot emphasize enough how uncanny it all felt, which is a sentiment he later voiced out loud when he quipped that it felt like I was “already his girlfriend.” Keep reading »

Dealbreaker: He Kicked My Dog

Dealbreaker: Slut Shamer
He was a slut shamer, so she was outta there. Read More »
Dealbreaker: Chipotle
He took her to Chipotle. Read More »
Dealbreaker: Liar
dealbreaker: she was a compulsive liar
She lied to him...compulsively. Read More »
Dealbreaker: He Kicked My Dog

I walked into a posh, new restaurant in Alphabet City and asked a guy in a black suit (amidst other guys in ratty chinos and un-tucked oxford shirts) about my reservation. Like a gentleman, he laughed and explained in a sexy Aussie accent that he wore a suit because he was a sharp dresser, not because he was a host at this restaurant. Blushing cheeks, a good laugh and I had Jack’s phone number.

Jack the Australian had cool, blue eyes and black hair, and if I need to say more than that, I can. He was an air traffic controller. An extra cool, rom-com worthy job. He quickly racked up bonus points; funny in a dorky way, up for anything, including flea markets and whiffle ball, and actually used dish soap. He even had a continual Scrabble game going with his elderly neighbor. Keep reading »

5 Sex Dealbreakers You Can’t Ignore

If our collective dating experience has taught us anything, it’s that sexual compatibility is key to a long-lasting relationship. And sexual compatibility requires both mental and physical attraction. (Yes, that sometimes includes but is not limited to penis size.) If at any point in a relationship one of these is missing, it is a disastrous dealbreaker

Dealbreaker: He Didn’t Know What Kind Of Music He Liked

Dealbreaker: Slut Shamer
He was a slut shamer, so I was outta there. Read More »
Dealbreaker: Chipotle
He took her to Chipotle. Read More »
Dealbreaker: Huge Penis
His penis was so big it made her cry. Read More »
Dealbreaker: He Didn’t Know What Kind Of Music He Liked

He was two years younger, but incredibly mature and fiercely intelligent for a high school boy. We both wrote for the literary journal, and we bonded over our mutual love of J.D. Salinger. I texted him on the day Salinger passed away.

“How are you holding up?” I asked.

“I’ve been crying a lot. But thanks for checking in,” he replied.

I was infatuated. Keep reading »

Dealbreaker: I Became A Music Fan To Impress Her

The Compulsive Liar
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The Barely Separated Guy
Dealbreaker: The Barely Separated Guy
He had only been separated for 24 hours. Dealbreaker! Read More »
He Had No Bed
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Nowhere to sleep? That's a dealbreaker, dude. Read More »
Dealbreaker: I Became A Music Fan To Impress Her

It began with the mutual love of a band that I truly did like: The Specials. She was into ska … heavily into ska.Way more into ska than more high school aged kids should ever be.

I met Delia at the mall, where every high school kid hung out, sulked, loitered, and snuck cigarettes. In a sea of black tees and torn hoodies I spotted her in her plaid pants, checkered belt and suspenders. Through her second-hand, plaid blazer, I could see her No Doubt T-shirt. Immediately, I knew I wanted her and would do whatever it took to win her over.

I had only ever listened to punk and had never considered ska an option until she asked me to accompany her to a Reel Big Fish show in downtown Hartford. As she skanked through the crowd (that’s a ska dance move for those who are unfamiliar), I began to feel pangs of intense attraction. After the show, we sat in my car and she introduced me to more ska music. Prince Buster from the ’60s, The Specials from the ’70′s, the English Beat from the ’80s, and some of the best No Doubt B-sides from the ’90s. I was more into her than the music, but the two became synonymous. When I thought of Delia, I thought of ska. We kissed and I knew what I had to do if I wanted to keep dating her: become a ska fan. Keep reading »

Dating Don’ts: We’re All Just Walking Dealbreakers

Dating Don'ts: Career
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Dating Don'ts: Fake Friend
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Dating Don'ts: Celebrity
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Dating Don'ts: We're All Just Walking Dealbreakers

The other day, I made a list of every guy I’ve ever dated seriously, dated a couple times, dated until I got the “Oh no, there’s been an emergency and I must leave immediately!” phone call, or made out with and never actually dated at all.

To put it simply, the list was rather lengthy. Like, extremely lengthy. In doing this, I realized that every single one of these guys had some kind of dealbreaker. Obviously, because I’m still single. There was the guy who wanted to get married after the first date. There was the guy who gave me mono and literally ran away from me when I tried to talk to him about it, which was pretty rude considering I had mono and couldn’t really run after him. The list goes on. I could write about these dealbreakers forever, and I probably will because a lot of them are hilarious. But there’s a problem.

It occurred to me that while I’ve often been the one to do the breaking up/ignoring until they get the hint and go away, it hasn’t always been my call. Could it be that — gasp! — I’m not perfect either? As much crap as I give the guys I’ve dated, I’m just as guilty of being a weirdo as they are. What if, on some website in some alternate universe where guys write publicly about their feelings, one of the guys on my really long list wrote about the dealbreakers he discovered when it came to dating me? Here are some ideas for him, so he doesn’t have to work too hard to finish his blog post: Keep reading »

Dealbreaker: The Barely Separated Guy

Dealbreaker: Slut Shamer
He was a slut shamer, so I was outta there. Read More »
Poly Dealbreaker
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Dealbreaker: Dog
He brought a dog on the date. Read More »
Dealbreaker: The Barely Separated Guy

It all started with a cat.

I used to like cats. Or I didn’t totally despise them. They can be super cute when they act like dogs.

I stopped liking cats on my second date with Jerry* (as in Springer, as in the show he totally is going to be on someday). We had made pre-dinner, “hmm this sounds tasty” chit-chat, ordered some chicken fried rice and had finally moved on to serious second dates topics like favorite TV shows, embarrassing childhood stories and oh, how his fantasy is to have sex with lots of girls at one time. Also, we talked about cats.

“I used to live with a cat,” he told me in the most awkward way possible.

“Like … you had a cat as a roommate?” I asked, totally making fun of the way in which he phrased that statement.

“Well, it was actually my wife’s cat.” Keep reading »

Dealbreaker: He Was A “Nice Guy”

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Dealbreaker: He Was A "Nice Guy"

The first day I met Jason* he told me he was a virgin and a “nice guy” – which was why, according to him, he was unable to get many dates.

“Women are only interested in dating guys who treat them like shit,” he told me.

The virgin thing wasn’t by choice, he claimed, it was just that “nice guys always get friend-zoned.” He made it clear right away that he was interested in me, but I wasn’t attracted to him at first.

He wasn’t really my type physically, but that wasn’t the only reason I wasn’t into him initially. I’ve just never gotten hot for guys who feel the need to tell me about their sexual experiences (or lack thereof) or whine about their dating life (or lack thereof) before we’ve even gone on a first date. Plus, I still had an on-again off-again thing with an ex. So, there was that.

But once I got to know Jason, I saw that he was funny and smart, and we had a few things in common. In a college city where everyone always wanted to be out all night clubbing, he was one of the few people I knew who was content to occasionally spend a night in, just watching Adult Swim or playing an old Sega game. We quickly became friends. (Or, as Jason would say, he quickly became friend-zoned.) Keep reading »

Dealbreaker: She Was A Compulsive Liar

Dealbreaker: No Bed
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He didn't have a bed. Read More »
Dealbreaker: Slut Shamer
He was a slut shamer, so I was outta there. Read More »
Dealbreaker: Huge Penis
His penis was so big it made her cry. Read More »
dealbreaker: she was a compulsive liar

Whenever I start dating someone new, they become acquainted with “The Big Three” — the three ex-girlfriends who impacted my life in the most negative ways possible. The Big Three include: the girl who tricked me into an open relationship, the girl who turned out to be a white supremacist, and, lastly, the girl who was a compulsive liar. For anonymity’s sake, I’ll refer to her as Lena, because I don’t know anyone named Lena and I highly doubt Lena Dunham is reading my article under her quilt made of hundred dollar bills.

I met Lena at work and it was dirty, ravenous lust at first sight. We decided to spend the evening together and had one of those romantic nights doing kitschy, hipster errands that every “500 Days of Summer” loving American guy dreams about doing with a pretty girl. We learned about each other; I told her about my obsession with “Planet of The Apes,” she told me about her love of punk music. Lena and I headed back to my conveniently empty apartment with a bottle of wine, six-pack of PBR, and two copies of “Face/Off” and proceeded to get absolutely spooky with each other all night long. Keep reading »

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