Types of dysfunctional daters: the Dissmiss-u-lator

Who they are: men and women who date with reckless abandon but never seem to make it past date 1 or 2, and have been single for way longer than what is considered reasonable.
Why they’re single: believe they possess a higher power that allows them to look deep into the future and see if a person would “work out” or not. It’s little surprise that the crystal ball rarely (if ever) shows anyone who is perfectly compatible, causing these DD’s to dismiss anyone who doesn’t instantly sweep them off their feet – which is to say, everyone. Since they apparently know exactly what they want, the Dismiss-u-lator believes him/herself to be highly self-aware, but like most who claim that mindset, they are actually self-deceived. Fa!
Advantages: has the last laugh when the first round of divorces take place; represents the other side in the grass-is-always-greener scenario to coupled-up friends; saves money.
Disadvantages: dismissive tenancies form into habit, and as the years roll on they find themselves in a precarious spot: looks fading but still extremely picky. Unfortunately this is mile 5 on the long highway of eternal singledom.
What they can do: it’s not that you have to ‘settle‘; rather, just have a more realistic view of yourself. Get down from the pedestal of self-self books that tell you how great and amazing and god-like you are, and how you ‘deserve’ no one less than Bradley Cooper – like Clint Eastwood said in Unforgiven, “deserve’s got nothin to with it.” You’re far from the best thing since packaged salami slices, so take the blinders off and start working with what you got. There’s a sweet spot between holding out for something that isn’t there, on one end, and going for the first loser that buys you $5.00 flowers from the bodega, on the other. You’re skewing towards the former way too much, and risking losing all your chips. Know when to fold ‘em.










about 1 month ago
Oh no… I think I’m a Dissmiss-u-lator!
But, in my defense, I’m way better than salami slices. Is it too much to ask for someone to constantly tell me that?
PS: I laughed that you listed the advantages of being a Dismiss-u-lator as “saves money.” Nice.
about 1 month ago
ha! well I think the saves $ part applies more to women than men. My friend, who’s been single for like 5 years, saved enough get a mortgage on an apartment!
about 1 month ago
Oh, I am totally one of these. I’m very aware. I’m trying not to be!
But Bradley Cooper? Puhlease. He’s totally not hot enough. And that hairy chest? Yuck…
Oops, I’m doing it again, aren’t I?
about 1 month ago
They were $6.50.
about 1 month ago
BTW….
Denny>Paul The World Cup Octopus>Bradley Cooper.
about 1 month ago
I’m totally guilty of this one!! Really trying hard to be different, but in my line of work, I’ve gotten really good at seeing the bad in men when it comes to dating.
I’m trying, LitD!
about 1 month ago
here’s the deal.
i am a hybrid of sorts. I’m not looking for a perfect package in the superficial realm of things. but i AM looking for someone i can stand to be around for the next fifty years, someone who inspires me, someone who makes me laugh, and someone who shares my passion for life.
THOSE things… those are much, much harder to find than good looks and and a shitload of money.
and yea, maybe i’ll be single for a bit longer than others in trying to find that.
so, more room in the closet for me.
about 1 month ago
Do women really dis-like hairy chests? (*reconsiders transplant*)
about 1 month ago
@Denny – You are very bold to state you are > Paul the octopus. I hear he has eight testicles.
@LITD – Some women like ‘em and some don’t. But any guy who gets a chest hair transplant is OK in my book. I would try to pull them out.
@All the ladies – I hear ya.
about 1 month ago
I love a hairy chest… Fuzzy muscles and ribs? Sign me up.
about 1 month ago
@Jami: My chest makes Ron Jeremy’s look waxed.
@Single: My “chest” makes Ron Jeremy’s looked “waxed.”
@ Everyone else: ‘Zup?
about 1 month ago
Fuzzy muscles and ribs – sounds like a delicacy at an overpriced French restaurant.
PS. Happy Bastille Day everyone!
about 1 week ago
Described as “smart, witty, attractive” by my friends, I’ve been dismissed by innumerable men because I didn’t have porn star sized boobs or because, coming straight from work in a conservative office, I wasn’t dressed like a hooker. Well, as I matured, so did my chest. And what I wear to work has nothing to do with what I wear when there’s no dress code. A lot of men missed out on a sexy woman because they dismissed anyone who wasn’t a match for their prurient adolescent fantasies at first glance. Didn’t even get to know me before deciding I wasn’t good enough for them. Their loss!