Oh, hello, you're not horrible.

You know you're lowering your standards when, you look at guys profile and say, "Oh, hello, you're not horrible." Damn...

Ok, anyways, let's bring up another one of my pet peeves. Old ass men stuck in their teens/twenties. There is no bigger turn off than a 30-40 year old man in a doo-rag, who is gone/going bald. Doo-rags are for keeping your waves nice. You don't have any waves man!! Your ocean is beyond calm or dried up hommie. In fact, I wrote a letter for you 30 year old man:

Dear 30 year old man who thinks he's still 21:

Why do you insist on wearing purple South Pole jeans? Pull up your pants. Saggy jeans are only accepted on young hoodlums.

Please take off your doo-rag and be proud of your "strands of wisdom" or lack there of.

If you hear someone in the club say, "Hey, isn't that some one's dad?" They're talking about you. You shouldn't be trying to date girls the same age as or younger than you niece.

Please do not ask a girl to go halves on dinner like you're back in high school, because to be honest with you, the young guns aren't even pulling that crap.

Buy some new socks.

If you aren't a rapper/producer yet, it ain't gonna happen.

Please stop telling people that you have a clothing line when you have a few Costco sweaters that you airbrushed your SeanRocaWearJohn logo on.

Signed,
Fed Up TwentySomething Woman