What Are Your Superficial / Snap Judgement Criteria?

I am honored that my milk story inspired this thread. I am happy that it is here because I was starting to believe that people were completely self-unaware and honestly believed that they only communicated wit the “inner spirit” in all interpersonal communications.

For the record, that story wasn’t exactly about my personal bias. It was just about how someone else could judge another based on their own experiences. If I was on that date and the woman was fine enough, I would just have assumed that she ordered milk because she knew that Santa Clause was going to be coming down the chimney that night. If she wasn’t so fine, then I could certainly see the problem and the Dairy Queen would be closing early for me too.

My personal bias is accents. My taste in accents follows pretty standard thought. Newscaster English is always welcome. Southern accents (which I used to have strongly) may be charming and funny but are not all that intelligent sounding. Minnesota accents and the like can sound goofy. None of those are a problem. However, Boston, Brooklyn, New Jersey, Baltimore, and Valley Girl California accents drive me up the wall. That isn’t just for romantic relationships, it is for all relationships. I simply cannot take it and consider the speakers to be less than full-fledged humans.

Before I was married, I noticed a petite, blonde hostess a place that I often went too. She was absolutely gorgeous and dressed in nothing but the best. It hung quite well. One day I decided to go talk to her with no purpose in mind and she had a line of people that she was going to seat. I walked up fairly close and she opened her mouth and out came: “RIGHT DISS WAYY OVA HEAYA”. I walked away absolutley shocked and felt quite dirty.

The hell? What exactly do you think is wrong with this picture? What’s your assumption about these women? And why are men exempt from the same judgments?

Mine are:

  1. Less that a bookshelf full of books. (Conclusion: uneducated, not very smart.)

  2. Houses that have all the walls painted white. (Conclusion: no imagination or personal style.)

  3. People who have those kitschy cutesy bathroom sets from Target or Wal-Mart. (Conclusion: no taste.)

  4. People who always have to have an SO. (Conclusion: dependent wimp.)

  5. People who actively hate cats. (Conclusion: assholes.)

People who wear sportswear when they’re not actually doing sports. Oh, dress properly, FFS!

People who say things like “I’m mad, me. Crayzee” are usually entirely devoid of personality.

People who modulate their accents too much. I’m not talking about enough to make yourself understood by people from outside your region, or enough to be taken seriously as a professional - as a Geordie I know all about that. I mean aping another accent entirely. I’ll assume you’re pretentious and snobby. (I noticed this yesterday, when I realised my boss, who’s from the same area as me, has taken to using long vowel sounds. It just doesn’t work with a Northern accent).

I agree with just about everything in this thread (I’m such a judgemental bitch!) but treis wins.

You don’t want to come to Denmark then! White walls are very common here, partly I think from the typical Nordic love of simple styling and partly from the fact that a lot of apartment rental agencies require you to repaint the walls white when you leave an apartment.

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I don’t include apartment dwellers in that judgment. In the U.S., most landlords won’t let you paint your place.

Never married women with no kids over thirty – but who want both – are picky, picky, picky, picky, picky, picky, picky, picky, picky, picky, picky, picky and nuts. I concede, you might know of an exception that I’m not friends with, date, work with, am related to, dated again after we broke up once before.

Add the “Daddy calls me Princess” thing and you have two of my last three dates. Brrr.

Nothing’s wrong them, really… we’re just fundamentally not compatible.

I don’t date men, so I don’t judge.

That I can understand.

Yeah, the country kitsch thing is one of my deal breakers too.

Others:

  • People who don’t like pets. I can understand not having them (not enough time, don’t want the responsibility, etc.), but I can’t relate to people who just don’t like them.

  • People who cannot tolerate getting dirty or sweaty. Many of my favorite activities result in one or the other. I’ll clean up before going out in public, but if you can’t tolerate dirt or sweat, we’re not going to have much in common.

  • Guys who whine on a first date about how their job, ex girlfriend, roommates, whatever, suck. Unless I’m your therapist (and you really don’t want that), our first official get together should not consist of me listening to you kvetch.

  • Dates who get all bent out of shape about bad restaurant service. I mean getting so upset that you can’t enjoy the company and spend the entire evening in a funk.

Women who wear those stupid, “muckluck”-esque boots. I don’t know the name, but you know what I mean, right? The stupid suede (fake suede?) boots made popular by dumb celebrities like Paris Hilton. They just look so insanely stupid, I cannot take any women who would buy or wear them seriously.

The brand is “Uggs” and as we in the office like to say “That must be short for Ugg-ly because those things are horendous.”

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For someone who makes snap judgements about spelling you don’t spell very good.

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You mean, spell very well.
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great thread!

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Never married women with no kids over thirty – but who want both – are picky, picky, picky, picky, picky, picky, picky, picky, picky, picky, picky, picky and nuts.

Well, wait a second, here. What about women over 30 who were never married, have no kids, but have had long-term, living-with-the-guy relationships? What about women over 30 who aren’t married and have no kids but aren’t sure if they want kids or not?

And in what way are women over 30 who’ve never been married or had kids nuts?

Hey, I thought it was funny. :smiley:

Anyway, evidentally, I’m the person you least want to meet. Almost all my shoes have “pizza wedge” toes (I’m a child of the 80’s, I luuuurv pointy toes) and I tend to wear ridiculously high heels (so I can see over the top of the cubicles). Plus I have long, acrylic, hot pink “stipper” nails but they don’t stop me from doing anything, I still row, type, clean out stinky cat boxes, etc…

People who screw up subject-verb agreement more than once in a memo, article, or other written communication. Once can be a typo, or a momentary lapse, two indicates that they never learned how to write properly or just don’t give a damn.

In email, messages, I’ll allow two in any given message, but if it is two in every message…

Good one. I don’t make many snap judgements but this one’s pretty far up there. I do know some lovely people who wear patchouli but I can’t get within 10 feet of them. Why do people think patchouli is an acceptable alternative to bathing?

I really try to open-minded about people as friends/acquaintances. My snap judgements are about potential dating partners. Not reading/no books is a big one. Someone who doesn’t do any sort of physical activity (sports, gym, ride bike to work, etc.) is another.

What’s patchouli? Sounds like a type of potpourri, or maybe something you’d put in a pizza.

Anyways…

Some things I’m judgemental about:

Smoking. If I see anyone under about the age of forty who was born here (in North America), and who is smoking, I think that they must have been dangerously gullible at some point in time in order to get sucked into the whole smoking scam, and I wonder how gullible they still are. (People older or born elsewhere may not have known that smoking tobacco is bad.) I mean, I know many smokers who are smart, talented, etc people who have no problem making their own decisions. But that first impression says otherwise.

High spike or stiletto heels outside in cold, icy, slippery, or wet weather. This indicates to me that the person values style over common sense or safety. If I’m having trouble keeping my feet while wearing Sorels, don’t be surprised when you tumble off your spike heels.

Loud shoes. Yep, great way to advertise your approach to the mugger around the corner, folks!

No books in the house. Actually, I don’t think I know anyone like that…

Large numbers of major commercial sports logos on the clothing. This sends a message that the person is another herd-follower. Admittedly, this one is a little unfair, since it’s next to impossible to get some kinds of clothing without logos on them.

Cars driven so that the tires noisily break free when pulling away from a stop. To me that says, “I am in too much of a hurry to care what I sound like and whether I’m spraying gravel over the lady with the stroller behind me”.

Cars that rattle and buzz because of the thumping bass inside. If you’re going to spend all that time and effort building your dream automobile sound system, at least make sure your car is firmly fastened together first.

Girls with shirts that say “Sexy”, etc. If you have to advertise it, you aren’t.

Re: stuff on the walls: I have an original Chuck Potter print (and another on order), a Group of Seven lithograph, and a prnt called “Trail to Charizoni” whose artist I don’t remember. Planned: one of my own drawings. :slight_smile:

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phhh at least I can code.

Patchouli is that kinda musky, woodsy scent hippies always wear. You usually smell it on top of sour sweat. If you ever go to a hippie-ish event (drum circle, Phish concert, outdoor art festival), you’re sure to catch a whiff.

That reminds me of one of my biggies. I don’t really have anything against sport logos, but I hate brand logos. I understand if your jeans have a small logo, but if you go out and actually *buy]/i] a “Ambercrombie&Fitch” or “Old Navy” logo sweatshirt, I think that’s silly. You can get a plain one for cheaper and you won’t be paying for the priviledge of wearing advertising.

Er … do I get a pass if I’ve always vaguely liked the idea of getting married and having kids someday, just not now? (Not actually thirty yet, but I’ll be surprised if I get married in the next year and three months.)

Mine:

– No books, like everyone else has said. Or nothing but technical manuals and porn.

– People who tell you way too much about themselves without regard for whether the listener is likely to be interested in any of this information. (I had a potential roommate a few weeks ago who did that. Well, also she informed me that she was a dancer, a singer, a writer, an artist, a massage therapist, and a vocal coach within the first ten minutes of our meeting, yet she didn’t appear to have an actual source of income…)