What minor things would be a dealbreaker in a new relationship?

[Swallowed_My_Cellphone]

Too much make-up. If kissing you makes me look like a clown, or if I have to wash my hands after stroking your cheek to get the powder off… Just, “Ew!”

I came to this conclusion on a first date, during which the girl (who was very nice) touched up her lips with a little brush several times during the meal. She’d glance over at the decorative mirror on the wall, and whip out the brush, after every use of her napkin. And her skin didn’t look like skin, it looked like powder.

My roommate said of her: “She’s so stunning. Too bad her make-up makes her look like a drag queen.”

[eleanorigby]

@TLDRIDKJKLOLFTW

People who say “hella.” Instant-death.

People say hella? how and why is that used in a sentence? What does it mean?

Is it like helluva? I say helluva upon occasion…

[OneCentStamp]

@eleanorigby

People say hella? how and why is that used in a sentence? What does it mean?

Is it like helluva? I say helluva upon occasion…

People who say hella (may they die a thousand deaths) often use it in place of very or even many/much.

“Dude, it was hella loud in that club.”

“So I came out of the building and there were hella bums all over the street, standing under the awning. I was hella scared.”

[Waenara]

nevermind

[eleanorigby]

@OneCentStamp

People who say hella (may they die a thousand deaths) often use it in place of very or even many/much.

“Dude, it was hella loud in that club.”

“So I came out of the building and there were hella bums all over the street, standing under the awning. I was hella scared.”

WHERE does this language offense take place? :eek: I think I’d burst out laughing. Is this like those odd people who say stuff like “I swan” instead of “I swear”?

<thanks god she lives where she lives>
Hella. <shakes head>

That’d be a deal breaker for me.

I’ll add to my list:

mutton chop whiskers–just about any facial hair (nice quiet moustache is ok). That stupid thing that young guys allow to grow on their chins–whatever it’s called. Shave it off.

The inability to dress appropriately. The T-shirt and the tux jacket is very 90s and only works for rock stars. Trust me on this one.

[overlyverbose]

If I were single, my dealbreakers would be:

Loud chewers (I just noticed that my husband chews loudly, plus you can hear the wetness moving around in his mouth. It really grossed me out, but I’m already hooked on the guy.)

People who chew gum or food with their mouths open. Ew.

Men whose mouths slightly hang open most of the time for whatever reason.

People who talk on their cell phones unnecessarily while they’re out with friends or eating dinner with family - why bother joining someone for dinner if you’re not even going to look at them, much less speak to them?

Men who smell “off.” And I don’t mean BO or anything obvious - if they smell wrong, I can’t be involved, particularly not intimately. Yuck.

Men who refuse to use common courtesy. I get that it’s not a felony to be an asshole, but saying please and thank you (doesn’t have to be all the time) is important, especially if I just did something nice for you.

Bad drivers. I don’t want to feel like I’m just this side of death when I’m in transit to or from a date. Yikes.

Guys who can’t be bothered to look halfway decent. This is again a common courtesy thing, but if I’m going to go all out and dress up for someone, I’d at least like them to shower and put on a nice shirt.

I also refuse to date anyone who uses OMG or other e-mail abbreviations in the regular course of communicating. Texting is one thing, but if you’re trying to get me attracted to you, telling me “OMG, ur hawt” in an e-mail message or, even worse, verbally, is not going to impress me one iota. I’m no longer in high school.

[Viridiana]

I guess smoking…or yakking about other “hot chicks” without bothering to see if I’m cool with that first. Probably terrible BO/bad breath would really slow things down. Ah, and being an asshole, even if it’s not directed towards me.

[Blalron]

@Projammer

I went into an office where there were several desks and sitting at one was a rather attractive woman. While I was working on a computer I saw her pick up the drink cup on her desk, put it to her mouth, put it back on the desk, and then CRUNCH CRUNCH CRUNCH. Yep, a frickin ice eater. She instantly went from rather attractive to Janet Reno with a meth habit. So even if I had been available and she had promised to totally rock my world, she would never have gotten the chance.

Ice chewing is associated with anemia (iron deficiency). Instead of simply writing her off, I’d point that fact out to her, and offer her some Flintstones Vitamins as an alternative. I’d further point out that chewing ice will destroy ones teeth. If she still refuses to listen to reason, only then would I’d give up on her.

[Audrey_Levins]

Bad tipper. I could never date a bad tipper.

[Renee]

How’s this for petty? If you can’t drive a stick shift, you aren’t manly enough for me.

I don’t know if it would be a true deal breaker for a man who was perfect in every other way, but it would give me pause.

[fuffle]

I think “hella” is a Tucson thing. At least I never heard it from anyone not from there.

I die a little every time I hear it.

[Rascal_s_Mom]

@overlyverbose

If I were single, my dealbreakers would be:

Loud chewers (I just noticed that my husband chews loudly, plus you can hear the wetness moving around in his mouth. It really grossed me out, but I’m already hooked on the guy.)

People who chew gum or food with their mouths open. Ew.

Men whose mouths slightly hang open most of the time for whatever reason.

People who talk on their cell phones unnecessarily while they’re out with friends or eating dinner with family - why bother joining someone for dinner if you’re not even going to look at them, much less speak to them?

Men who smell “off.” And I don’t mean BO or anything obvious - if they smell wrong, I can’t be involved, particularly not intimately. Yuck.

Men who refuse to use common courtesy. I get that it’s not a felony to be an asshole, but saying please and thank you (doesn’t have to be all the time) is important, especially if I just did something nice for you.

Bad drivers. I don’t want to feel like I’m just this side of death when I’m in transit to or from a date. Yikes.

Guys who can’t be bothered to look halfway decent. This is again a common courtesy thing, but if I’m going to go all out and dress up for someone, I’d at least like them to shower and put on a nice shirt.

I also refuse to date anyone who uses OMG or other e-mail abbreviations in the regular course of communicating. Texting is one thing, but if you’re trying to get me attracted to you, telling me “OMG, ur hawt” in an e-mail message or, even worse, verbally, is not going to impress me one iota. I’m no longer in high school.

I was in e-mail communication stage with a guy who put “LOL” at the end of every.single.line. Grrrrrrrrrrr

[Spezza]

Burps.

I don’t care how hot you are, if you bump like “one of the guys” you’re out.

[Arabella_Flynn]

Playing my video games without me. Doesn’t matter much if you’re playing some Super Mario Bros. thing, but I collect a lot of Final Fantasy-type games that are chock full of plot, and playing through a new one without me is strictly verboten. I actually broke up with a long-term boyfriend once over this – well, not strictly over this, but it was the straw that broke the camel’s back.

It’s actually kind of a family rule. My parents play these too and the general understanding is that anyone who is so inconsiderate as to watch bits of the story without the other player there can expect to be sleeping on the sofa for a while.

[Miller]

@eleanorigby

WHERE does this language offense take place? :eek: I think I’d burst out laughing. Is this like those odd people who say stuff like “I swan” instead of “I swear”?

It’s pretty common in throughout California.

[eleanorigby]

@Miller

It’s pretty common in throughout California.

Ah, good. One more reason to not go there, ever again.

Guys who say stuff about overweight women. What is up with that? She may not be your idea of attractive, but she’s just walking to her car.

Guys that have issues with gay men. Is he hitting on you? No? Then leave him in peace. Again–nothing to do with you.

As has been mentioned, men who treat wait or service staff badly. Nothing is more boorish and more of a turn-off then to witness your date reaming out the waiter for whatever. Certainly one can insist on good service–it’s the method chosen that matters most.

[Shagnasty]

@eleanorigby

If I were divorced and if I met a guy and we got along for say 2 dates and then he called me and asked me if I knew where his X was–X being anything from his cell phone to his first edition rare book, that would be the end. I will quote Roseanne Barr here: the uterus is not a homing device. Keep track of your own stuff; I am not your mother.

I find your comments on this to be more than a little bizarre although I understand that it comes from personal experiences. I have lost stuff in a 10 foot by 10 foot room and I just ask if anyone has seen it and it means just that literally. I ask my wife where stuff is all the time including my work shoes and it is exactly the same. She might have put them in a closet somewhere for all I know. There is ZERO and I mean ZERO implications that she should go find them for me. It is just a logical thing to ask rather than frantically searching around for something when there is a small chance that a person sitting next to me might have some knowledge of the matter, I always expect the answer to be that she doesn’t know but she does know often enough so that it is worthwhile to ask a simple question before I stonewall and feign ignorance about why I am tearing the house apart.

I think the implications of your opinion are seriously warped and atypical. Sometimes a cigar is just a cigar.

[Shagnasty]

Voices are very important to me. Any hot female that has a less than optimal voice is an instant turn-off no matter what. There are lots of flaws that can happen. Jennifer Lopez and Rosie Perez would make me go sterile if I was forced to listen to them for more than 2 minutes in a stretch. Fran Drescher is an even worse case and I don’t even want to think about it. Female voices that are either too high or too low are also right out. Baby talk makes me want to slit my wrists. If Boston was somehow hit by an asteroid in such a way that the only people that survived were me and a bunch of physically hot chicks with Boston accents, then you can kiss the human race goodbye. I can’t even tolerate it on coworkers of either sex. I see beautiful females all the time either at work or in public and 90% of the time, they open their mouth and they instantly become gapped tooth trailer trash meth whores that I never want to cross paths with again.

[Faruiza]

I guess I am then grateful that my husband doesn’t even notice my ice chewing much.
I can get on board with most of these, though.
I occasionally say “hella” too, but I live in CA, and I don’t use it all the time. I will, however, begin to ramp up my use of the word if it keeps the likes of letter scramble away from me. Dudes got issues.

[Millit_the_Frail]

@Shagnasty

I find your comments on this to be more than a little bizarre although I understand that it comes from personal experiences. I have lost stuff in a 10 foot by 10 foot room and I just ask if anyone has seen it and it means just that literally. I ask my wife where stuff is all the time including my work shoes and it is exactly the same. She might have put them in a closet somewhere for all I know. There is ZERO and I mean ZERO implications that she should go find them for me. It is just a logical thing to ask rather than frantically searching around for something when there is a small chance that a person sitting next to me might have some knowledge of the matter, I always expect the answer to be that she doesn’t know but she does know often enough so that it is worthwhile to ask a simple question before I stonewall and feign ignorance about why I am tearing the house apart.

I think the implications of your opinion are seriously warped and atypical. Sometimes a cigar is just a cigar.

Some people are much worse than others at keeping track of their shit. And most of them, in my experience, happen to be men. For example, in the last 2 weeks, my husband has lost keys twice and left his wallet at a friend’s place once. When he “cleans,” he picks up stuff from tables and countertops and then puts it all somewhere else, such as in a box in the closet or under a table. He’s getting worse as he approaches 30, and it’s driving me CRAZY. So I don’t think she minds the asking nearly as much as she minds the actual constant losing stuff. The asking is merely an early symptom of this.

Why is this such a male thing? I used to be really bad about it, but I was a kid. Now that I’m an adult, I’ve learned to keep my stuff in the same place, create routines, perform multiple checks on whether or not I have my stuff with me, et cetera. It’s not that I’m innately good at keeping track of my stuff, it’s that I put the necessary effort in. Someone who can’t do the same is really aggravating.