Talking About Nothing But Sex
So, I went on a date with a guy, and he talked about almost nothing else. I'm not a trashy girl and I don't throw myself around and I've never had a one-night-stand, nor do I ever plan on having one. To me, if that's all you can talk about, you are not worth my time.

Showing Up At My House Randomly
I had one guy show up at my house without even asking my address. What? Stalker, much?

Being a Doormat
Okay, so, another date, the guy just let everyone walk all over him. People kept pushing him out of line and things and he's such a shy person that all he did was stand off to the side until a spot opened again. I don't want an incredibly bossy dictator-like guy, but I don't want a doormat, either.

Using the Word "Gay" Inappropriately
Another guy I went out with did the whole, if-something's-stupid-call-it-"gay" thing, which I hate. I'm kind of a, in the words of Pandora Boxx, I believe, "Flame Dame" aka: "Fag Hag". If there's a homosexual around, I will immediately try to become friends with them, I love them. I get so excited. My gay friends are so much more exciting to hang out with than most of my friends. So if I go out with you, don't look at something and say, "Dude, shut up, that's gay." Especially not when we are around one of my gay friends, whom I happened to live with at the moment. And extra-especially not when one of your friends has lesbian mothers. Well done, ass.

Chasing Anything with Two X Chromosomes
There was this guy at work who would one day say I was really pretty. Umm, thanks. Then the next day, he'd move on to a co-worker. The following day, another co-worker. You could follow that junk like clockwork. Every Tuesday, almost, he was after me. Every Thursday, he was after my friend Meagan, even though she had a boyfriend. Every Friday, Brittni. All of us turned him down because he was an über-creep, but for some reason, he kept trying. We would say it bluntly and rudely after a while because it was just so ridiculous.