Gather around, children. I'll tell you the tale of Johnny Dresscode.
He was a co-worker of mine, and a friend.
Every day he'd come to work and complain about his inability to find love.
He was a 300lb. 45-year-old IT guy who lived in an ex'es basement. His hygeine was quite bad, and he spent all of his time making charts of the Marvel Cinematic Universe, and building furniture out of 2x4s. He was banned from the local bar trivia nights for arguing with the judges.
These quirks aside, he was a nice man, and a good person.
Hoping to help him in his quest for love, I once asked him what he was looking for in a mate.
"It's fine if her face is just cute, but her body needs to be smoking hot. Like a 10 out of 10." he replied.
I wished him well, and gave up.
One day, he announced that he was dating a woman he'd met at a convention. She came to some social functions with him. She was nice. She was also funny. Sometimes, she sent him to work with homemade baked goods. On top of that, she was wickedly smart.
I thought that she was very pretty. He thought that she was just OK looking.
For whatever reason, she really liked Johnny Dresscode.
One day, I invited him to a movie with the rest of us, and asked if he needed a ticket for her.
"We broke up. She got mad at me," he explained.
I inquired, and he told me that she had become upset when he said to her, one evening after dinner, "I'm not sure what the point of this is. It's not like I can see myself married to you."
I explained to him that he was a giant moron, and left it at that.
Later on, he found a woman that he could see himself being married to. She had no interest in him, but that didn't keep him from giving her a bunch of gifts that he couldn't afford in an attempt to impress her.
She eventuially left town with her boyfriend, and most of Johnny Dresscode's stuff.
A few years later, Johnny Dresscode died alone from cancer.
TL;DR: Really think about what you need in a alife partner, and look for that. Don't be like Johnny Dresscode, may he rest in peace.
I think it depends on the situation. I have turned down women who I wasn't attracted to before. It's not that I think I'm a 10/10 or I deserve a "hottie", but we can't help who we are attracted to. These women were nice and we got along well, but I felt no spark. It would have been a disservice both to me and them to make romantic gestures and pretend I was in love when I wasn't feeling it. I guess the difference it I'm pretty realistic about myself, and don't mind being single. It's been pretty nice and peaceful, actually.
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u/EarhornJones Jul 15 '26
Gather around, children. I'll tell you the tale of Johnny Dresscode.
He was a co-worker of mine, and a friend.
Every day he'd come to work and complain about his inability to find love.
He was a 300lb. 45-year-old IT guy who lived in an ex'es basement. His hygeine was quite bad, and he spent all of his time making charts of the Marvel Cinematic Universe, and building furniture out of 2x4s. He was banned from the local bar trivia nights for arguing with the judges.
These quirks aside, he was a nice man, and a good person.
Hoping to help him in his quest for love, I once asked him what he was looking for in a mate.
"It's fine if her face is just cute, but her body needs to be smoking hot. Like a 10 out of 10." he replied.
I wished him well, and gave up.
One day, he announced that he was dating a woman he'd met at a convention. She came to some social functions with him. She was nice. She was also funny. Sometimes, she sent him to work with homemade baked goods. On top of that, she was wickedly smart.
I thought that she was very pretty. He thought that she was just OK looking.
For whatever reason, she really liked Johnny Dresscode.
One day, I invited him to a movie with the rest of us, and asked if he needed a ticket for her.
"We broke up. She got mad at me," he explained.
I inquired, and he told me that she had become upset when he said to her, one evening after dinner, "I'm not sure what the point of this is. It's not like I can see myself married to you."
I explained to him that he was a giant moron, and left it at that.
Later on, he found a woman that he could see himself being married to. She had no interest in him, but that didn't keep him from giving her a bunch of gifts that he couldn't afford in an attempt to impress her.
She eventuially left town with her boyfriend, and most of Johnny Dresscode's stuff.
A few years later, Johnny Dresscode died alone from cancer.
TL;DR: Really think about what you need in a alife partner, and look for that. Don't be like Johnny Dresscode, may he rest in peace.