Men a Woman Did Not Like...

I'm almost sure you find the title of this hub weird. Well, that's simply because I did not wish to make any claims as to the universality of women's likes or preferences when it comes to men. In other words, I wanted to avoid coming up with a title like "Women Do Not Like Men Who... ", because hey, unlike me (and you?), there are women out there who don't mind being with a man who constantly BARKS!! at them...

Oh and I said "unlike me" because the short list below is based on my experiences with a couple of men I either went out with, considered dating or dated ;-).

Soooo... here goes

I knew I was dating the wrong man when ...

• (I know this sounds vain but...) his dental pigmentation had me cringing at the thought of him French kissing me or even kissing me at all (Yep, t'was that bad, brown and rotten from cheek to cheek...)

• at 38 he still lived with his parents and saw no issues with that (...even had his laundry done by Momma ;-) )

• his outbursts of anger had me coiling into a ball.
• after weeks of us 'seriously' dating, he was still a very active member of a dating website...

• It dawned on me that he would never be over her.... He went on and on about his ex-girlfriend; the love of his life (they couldn't be together any more because she was forced into an arranged marriage by her family five years earlier)....Having her memory on a pedestal, between us, was a drain.
  

• he invited me to spend a day out with him and his mother, and (in my presence), he asked her - in a somewhat forceful manner, for some money. I squirmed in discomfort. She wanted to know what it was for and he explained he needed to buy me a gift (!!) ; which he did, and which I sent back to him by mail, since he wouldn't accept my "NO". He was jobless and not really looking for a job...
  
• I noticed he never helped with clearing up the table after meals; never offered to do the dishes. Instead he would enthusiastically exclaim that the meal was "delicious!", push his plate forward, his seat backwards and walk outside for a smoke. Oh and he always left a trail of coffee mugs, wine glasses, plates, all over the apartment, none of which he cleaned (Guess who did?) ...

• 'Forgeting' to clean the toilet bowl after doing N°2 became a habit...
  
• it became clear that he never cleaned the loo (so who did?)
  
• he told me that having a penis meant that he should not sit down on the loo to pee ( If you're the only one cleaning the loo you'd appreciate a messy guy who sits...

• it became clear that his idea of sharing the house work was to cook gourmet meals daily but leave the cleaning up for someone else ( guess who ;-)).
• he would not pick up his clothes after sex (and why not mine from time to time ?).
• barely three days of getting to know him and he confessed that he was "sex starved" , and that he was hoping I could put off his 9 year old fire. As if that was not romantic enough he tried to persuade me into it by assuring me that if I preferred a quicky, he could do it in record time- less than two and a half minutes. Poor guy!
• he pawed me extremely suggestively, in his mother's presence, as a way of showing his mother that he was, after all, not such a loser with women (I was thoroughly annoyed since we had not even gotten to the point of holding hands!).
  
• It hit me that the "shit" he constantly abused was illegal and had gone to his head...