2) Deal Breaker #2: Lack of Etiquette

One night, oh so many years ago, I was on a casual date with someone I'd seen a handful of times. The guy was good looking, smart, nice.. so far so good - there was potential.

This deal breaker crept up on me the second he picked up his utensils to cut into his enchilada. A casual mexican restaurant is no excuse to eat like a barbarian. He did not know how to hold his knife and fork! I went from being somewhat interested in what he was saying to nil. He immediately entered the female "Friend Zone". I feel sort of bad. This is the second time I'm blogging about him and his lack of knife and fork etiquette but it's important that the guy I date know the basics at a dinner table. This goes along side not chewing with mouth open, knowing to place a napkin over the lap, when eating family or tapas style - knowing to serve the lady first, not monopolizing the conversation, etc.

Simple, no?

Dating Deal Breakers

This is going to be a fun post. The girls in my office are always talking about relationship and boys and we've come to realize that there are certain things that are just not worth dealing with! So I thought it'd be a good idea to put together a list of my personal Top Ten Deal Breakers!

1) Deal Breaker #1: "Cheaping" is for chicklets.

No girl likes or wants to date a guy who cringes everytime he has to pull out his wallet. Give me a break. Yes we all have jobs now and don't need to wait around for a husband to bring home the check so we can buy weekly groceries. However, if you are trying to impress us, it's not going to happen when your face looks like you've just shat your pants when the bill arrives.

Now get this right - no woman I know, including myself is a gold digger. We're not looking for someone to pay our rent. We're looking for someone that can find the balance between thoughtfulness and generosity. Show us that we're worth the time, attention and money.

See, every girl I know is a real catch - we're smart, pretty, funny, and we love unselfishly. Every one of my girl friends either has a masters degree or is on their way to getting one which means they either make six figures or will make it once they get it. Or hello! They manage to make six figures without the additional years of schooling (U.T.~ That's mah gurl *finger snap*) It's going to take someone equally smart, handsome, funny, ambitious, and generous to make us swoon.
Women are generous by nature. Give us a little and we will give it back ten fold.

Saturday Morning - 3AM

Anyone that knows me knows that I'm an early sleeper. (The secret to great skin is lots of water, not falling asleep with makeup on, and getting lots and lots of sleep. they do not call it 'beauty sleep' for nothing.) Due to my recent late nights at the office and sheer exhaustion from working on the most tedious project ever, I fell asleep on the couch a quarter to 10PM. I woke up about 2 hours later, watched a pre-recorded episode of The Office (best show ever) and fell asleep again only to wake up at 3AM. This is what this New Yorker's life is like now.

Currently:
Keri Hilson - I Like
Black sweats, white boy beater, black hoodie
Bed head (or couch head)
Hungry :T

Today, I was wondering how the tiniest happenings at times may seem the most inconsequential - but end up having a profound effect on ones life. During my first calculus class at U of M, our professor instructed us to make a name plate for our desks. See - I hate that. I like time to create a beautifully customized name plate and not just fold a sheet of notebook paper with the name "Patty" written across it. Disgruntled over my ugly notebook name plate, I looked over at everyone else's and I see one written out, in big print with neon pink highlighter "Kimmie" with tiny hearts all over it. ...! I wanted mine to look like that! That was the only name plate I noticed so I looked up at this extremely cheerful individual and thought, "this girl's a kook."
Class ended and on my elevator ride down, "Kimmie" turns over to me and asks, "Hey! Wanna go to Necto?" Completely taken aback, I really didn't know how to respond except ask her what "Necto" was.. What I really wanted to do was ignore her because who just talks to a complete stranger, much less invite them out to a party, in a completely packed elevator??? What a f!@#$ 'n weirdo...
The following week, we were cutting calc class together shooting pool at the Michigan Union, and two years after that, we were roommates.

What if she'd never spoken to me?

What if I'd never called my bar to ask if I could wear flip flops that night? Where would I be working now?

What if he never came out that day?

I'll leave it at that for tonight... signing off.