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Not my type



We have all said it before. And we all have a type. I was out with my friend a few weeks ago on a Saturday night, he knows my type before I ever say anything and I his.  So when I mentioned someone I saw later, he already knew who I was talking about. But your "type" is actually a true thing. There have been studies where blindly we are attracted to the smell of our genetic opposite, it's evolution at its simplest. But that Sunday I was at brunch with my girlfriend and we were talking about a guy she had gone out with who wasn't really her type but then she commented "my type doesn't exist or he does but he's going to cheat on me." Both of which are true because we have a similar type. Since then I have been thinking a lot about my type and maybe I don’t know what it is.  Or that my "type" is something I'm not paying attention to.  I began thinking "what are my basic must have's of someone I date?" The problem is I had a list and I was explaining it to one of my girlfriends, she shot a hole right through it like any good friend of mine would do.  So I tossed the list.  But then last night my friend and I reconsidered the bare minimums list.  It started because we were eating, he saw a guy and said "why not him?" My reply was he wasn’t my type, I didn’t notice him.  So we began discussing what our minimums were.  My list had 5, his had 6.  We agreed to only date from the list.  That the other one could say "you are violating item #3" and you had to kill whatever was going on.  Well see where it goes.

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