A while back I wrote a post about how I can tell a guy isn’t feeling me, which was VERY well-received. In fact, that post alone got over 20,000 hits in one week, so I am truly grateful to everyone who read, commented and shared. You all are the reason why I’ve been so comfortable with putting myself on blast for the past year and some change. Thank you.
Anyway, it’s only right that I take a little bit of time to talk about the types of dudes I don’t like. As a single woman, I’m constantly re-evaluating and evolving in many ways, especially when it comes to the men I choose to give my time and energy to (which is extreeeeeemely limited nowadays). I promise y’all I’m not stuck up. I’m simply a female twentysomething with a psyche comprised of peace, love, and cow-manure repellant. Translation: I no longer have the time or tolerance for b.s. And given the fact that I’ve encountered and/or dated men of all shapes, sizes and mental capacities, I believe I am well-versed enough to effectively decipher the ish I do and don’t like when it comes to men.