I mentioned several deal breakers in my story Finding Billyniceguy. These were things that would cause me to exclude a man from consideration right from the get go. For example, if a guy posted a picture but didn’t smile so I could see his teeth, I had to assume he was hiding missing teeth. Another deal breaker was extreme politics. If the gentleman in question was a Sarah Palin lover, he was tossed out the window in a New York second.
What are your deal breakers?
You’ll have to read Finding Billyniceguy to find out more of mine.
Conchita Moore from Robinsville, KY says
Deal Breaker #1
We are all individuals with our own little quirks and irritants. So when does an irritant turn into a deal breaker? I decided to pose this question to both my male and female friends. Their answers were, to say the least, interesting.
Maggie, one of my writer friends had grown up in Buffalo, NY in a home with six older brothers who were never quite sure how to handle this pink bundle of red curls. While she was learning how to cook and sew from her mother, she was learning hockey, hunting and guzzling beer from her brothers. The skills her brothers taught her were intimidating to some of the boys in the neighborhood and her mother worried she would never find ‘Mr. Right’. However, Maggie was good at balancing when to be a lady and when to let loose. Needless to say, she is a well-rounded woman who has dated a variety of men.
“I’ve pretty much seen it all from the male-species,” she told me one day at lunch. “With six boys plus my Dad in the house, there was very little mystery left. So, I can put up with some pretty annoying habits.”
“There was one guy though that stands out as a ‘deal breaker’. Charlie and I started out as friends who would go see a concert every now and then together. This was when I was still living in Buffalo. So, anyway, we started seeing each other more romantically after awhile. Things were going good except I started to notice that when we would see a movie and things got hot on the screen, he would have to stand up and adjust . . . himself.”
At that, I started to giggle.
“At first, I thought it was just a one-time thing. You know, we went to a really sexy movie so I didn’t think too much of it. The next time, it was just a couple kissing on screen and I was really starting to become uncomfortable. So, I decided that we would only go see action movies or Disney movies where I could guarantee there would not be anything sexy happening.”
“That sounds like a good plan,” I offered.
“Yeah, that’s what I thought too,” Maggie said nodding her head. “Until we went to a revival of Snow White.”
“Oh no, you mean he . . . when the Prince kissed Snow White?”
“No, worse. It was when the Dwarves came on the screen singing ‘Hi Ho’.”
“Yep, deal breaker.”
It was just then that our friend Marge stopped by our table. She had been at the same restaurant dining with her new ‘friend’.
When Marge was asked her deal breaker, she thought while the waiter brought us another glass of wine. She took a sip of wine and said, “Man boobs!”
“Marge!” I exclaimed. “Not a physical feature.”
“Come on Lulu, doesn’t it irk you when a man has bigger ones than you?” Marge asked.
“I have to agree with Marge,” Maggie chimed in. “It took a couple of thousand dollars and a month of recovery to get mine this size. If a man outdoes me – Deal Breaker!”