Dating Deal Breaker: Smoking

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Everyone has that one thing that will make or break their decision on whether to continue on to the second date or not. I’ve heard my share of deal breakers from girlfriends. Be it that their date had bad breath, bad tipper, bad attitude or bad kisser. The common theme is that it’s BAD and not something that they’re willing to overlook or to put in valuable time to fix or manage.

My end all say all deal breaker has and will always be smoking. I can’t stand the the price, taste, smell, health conditions or littering that come along with the habits of a smoker. There is nothing worse to me than the smell of my hair when it hits hot water in the shower after being with a smoker, or the fact that everything has to be washed and dry cleaned immediately after being with a smoker for 5 minutes. I mean I spend buku dollars on my perfume so that I smell fabulous only to be ruined. For me it’s easy to fix a guy with no style, or offer a breathe mint or even take the time to teach your new guy the way you like to be kissed. For a smoker, they don’t want to quit and have no problem with their unsanitary habit, if anything they see it as an annoyance that you find their habit bothersome.

I once attempted dating a smoker, it didn’t end well. It was a constant argument of having them not smoke when they were with me. Not to mention when I was grossed out sleeping over. Your mans sheets are suppose to smell divine, not like an ashtray. I would end up secretly throwing out full packages of cigarettes in hopes that he would stop. His smoking never stopped, but are relationship did.

The minute I find out someone I’m on a date with is a smoker, I have to have this awkward you’re really great and wonderful but this can’t go anywhere conversation and sometimes it sucks. But hey, everybody has their deal breaker.

What’s yours?

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Is Online Dating Hopeless ?

Must Love Dogs

Recently, I restored my OKCupid account after a string of bad dates and traumatic and disturbing inbox messages. Why would I do such a think? Well, the truth of the matter is that bar hoping, and hanging in the prepared food section at Whole Foods has proved to be unsuccessful as well. So what is a single girl to do. . .

Anyways, I’ve been back on the online dating scene and it’s truly disheartening. I mean I get a string of emails that always start off the same, “Why are you on here? You’re too pretty to be on here.” Really? As if I like putting myself out for the whole wide web to know that I’m single and that I have serious issues in finding a man to hit on me in public, but now I need a reminder that I’m desperate and to the online dating community I must desperate if I’ve succumbed to online dating. That, or I must be crazy, or missing a limb or have an unnatural growth somewhere on my body.

Can I mention that for every 100 or so profiles I browse though there is maybe 2 that I think I would potentially date. Why do those damn commercials suck you into thinking that you can find the one with shots of a happy couple on this fun lively date. Damn you media. I think I partially blame it on my location. I have girlfriends in San Fran and D.C. that swear by it. These guys look and sound socially awkward in their profiles, isn’t the whole point that you’re suppose to look charming and approachable. I just want to call these guys up and ask if I can redo their whole profile and snap a better picture of them.

Ugh, this whole post makes me want to go watch Must Love Dogs. Now there is a guy I would love to date.

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Ranting Rena: Pajamas at the Airport

One of the most annoying and bothersome things to me when traveling via airports is people who wear their pajamas out like its the latest trend to hit the pages of Vogue magazine. Are you seriously telling me that you were too lazy this morning to take off your snoopy fleece pants or you simply couldn’t travel the world without your [insert professional sports team] logo matching sweatpants suit ? Unless you’re under the age of 5 years old, your grown ass as no excuse.

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I grew up with the idea that traveling was a privilege and that you dress for the adventure and occasion ahead of you. Apparently these people are dressing for comfort, but looking like slobs in doing so. Wake up people, you look sloppy and there are plenty of alternative options that are both comfortable and appropriate for being seen in public.

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Ok Cupid, Good Idea or Nightmare?

I’ve been on the move and relocating to the Northeast these past few weeks and have been turned on to OK Cupid by a few of my friends that swear the website is legit and works. They’ve told me their stories and convinced me to start my own profile, hey it can’t hurt right ? Well, last week this is what I received:

OKcupid Creep

Talk about creepy. Was this guy for serious? I may want to reconsider my membership if I continue getting these twisted emails. Ugh, where have all the normal men gone to ?

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Pick Up Line of the Week, or Scummy Insult ?

Last night I was out with a girlfriend of mine enjoying our usual Thursday night bar banter and people watching, when I get approached by a guy. His name was Kyle and he looked a little dorky meets trendy with noticeable thinning faux hawk hair. Needless to say, not my type, but I’m trying to be open minded to all men. Yes, even to faux hawk sporting men.

Kyle started to speak and my open minded thoughts skipped merrily out the front door of the bar and drove away.

Kyle worked for the air force and not only had a limited vocabulary, but limited manners as well. After asking what he did in the Air Force, he explained that he worked in IT. So naturally I joked that he was “The Force,” behind the Air Force trying to add a little Star Wars humor to our otherwise dull conversation, in which he replied “Fuck you” three times over and yelled “like only 12 guys actually fucking fly.” I apparently hit a sore spot of some sort. My bad, but obviously this guy has no idea how to handle himself or his raging temper.

I sat back with a look as if I had just walked in to a men’s public bathroom that hadn’t been cleaned in over a decade. In a matter of five minutes I was verbally assaulted by a thinning haired faux hawked stranger and my Thursday night was crashing. I immediately gave the all too common bitch face and turned back onto my drink. Kyle, apparently not the smartest took my actions and facial expression as cue to give me the pick up line that ensured that our conversation would come to a screeching halt.

“I would have walked away from this conversation a long time ago, if I didn’t think you were so cute”

That right there did it for me. Way to dig your grave and bury yourself in it Kyle. One, I hate being referred to as cute. There’s nothing cute about me. Two, did he just try and give me a backhanded compliment? To say that they only reason you’re putting up with me is because you thought I was visually appealing? He approached me and not under welcoming circumstances might I add, then feels that vulgarity and insults are going to work in his favor in picking me up. Oh yes, let me swoon over you buddy your my my modern day dream man.

After his comment, I did what I do best and ignored him by giving him my back and reengaging in my original conversation with my girlfriend and ordered another round. Thursday night was salvaged, but that pick up line goes right into the garbage.

Better luck next time Kyle. Try working on your manners . .

25 Things I Love About Being a Single Lady

Lately I’ve been reading a lot of articles and statistics on the health benefits of being single and I have to say I couldn’t agree more with the findings. I have countless friends and acquaintance that are currently in unhealthy relationship and marriages and I count my stars that I’m not in the same rocking boat. However, I loath that pitiful look people give you when they hear you’re single, as if you’re missing out on something special. I mean, I’m all about having relationships and maybe in my future it’s a possibility, but for right now. . single life is bliss and here’s why:

1. Long bubble baths and trash erotic novels

2. Sundays dedicated to my own hobbies and adventures, not countless hours spent around the tv watching football

3. Breakfast for dinner and cooking never

4. 8 hours of uninterrupted sleep and no snoring

5. Decorating the apartment the way that I want it to look, no cheesy posters and stained rugs

6. No freaking out if I miss a day on my birth control

7. Girls night out without having to check in with anyone

8. No sharing my ice cream, Nutella or popcorn

9. Watching all the Sex and the City and Buffy the Vampire Slayer marathons that I want without complaining

10. Singing Alanis Morissettet as loud as I want in the car and dancing like an idiot in my living room without judgment

11. Clean bathroom sinks

12. Being able to to say yes or no to plans without consulting anyone else besides myself

13. Not arguing about what the temperature in the house should be

14. Being able to pack my bags at the drop of a dime and getting away for the weekend

15. Wearing a face mask without anyone freaking out

16. Sweatpants and granny undies

17. My paycheck is spent on Moi

18. Spending my time with only my family, friends and co-workers and no one elses

19. Flirting shamelessly

20. Gossiping over brunch with my girls about my latest date

21. Not having to shave my legs daily

22. Meeting new people

23. Happily excepting a drink from a stranger at the bar

24. No more cleaning up after anyone but me

25. Doing what I want, when I want, with who I want . . . no need for settling

Cheers to being single !

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