We can get coffee.
So, he's got to like coffee?
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We can get coffee.
So, he's got to like coffee?
he's got to like coffee?
Well, he has to tolerate the smell. It's either that or deal with me without my coffee, and that would test the strongest relationship.
My pool is already a trickle, anyway.
tolerates books
"What are those... things on the shelves?"
"Books"
"Oh. I can't deal with that."
It's hard to imagine book intolerent.
My pool is already a trickle, anyway.
Time to lower your standards, baby! Better to be miserable with someone than vaguely unhappy alone.
Better to be miserable with someone
Hey, that's how my wife describes her life with me right now.
Time to lower your standards, baby! Better to be miserable with someone than vaguely unhappy alone.
ita, you are a paragon of mental health.
I think everyone has filters. I just think more of them are negotiable than a lot of folks think when they are thinking generally about "someone" rather than specifically about the person in front of them. Because of that, if you like the person (because if you don't like them, dump 'em) it is worth exploring to see how the actual experience of being with them shapes your priorities. You might think you could never be with a sports nut (I used to say that, then ended up with Yankees fan BF) and then meet someone who, say, loves NASCAR with a burning passion. Only by spending time with them might you find that their love of gourmet cooking and Victorian novels and their wit and great kissing and the fact that they don't require you to watch it make it unimportant in terms of the joy you get from having them in your life.
I know women who did not give guys they liked a second date because they mentioned they were a NASCAR fan, or divorced, or walked with a cane.
It's hard to imagine book intolerent.
I don't know anyone now, but my paternal grandfather was generally book intolerant. He thought that time spent with a book was time wasted. Whenever he caught his son reading, he'd get pissed off about it. I'm pretty sure my Dad became a bookworm as an act of teenage rebellion.
Plus there are the folks who think that people shouldn't be allowed to read certain books and so on, and I classify them as book intolerant.
Since I know they exist, they're on my filter.
you are a paragon of mental health
And single to boot! Who'da thunk it?
I've never met book intolerant, but I can certainly see the PoV that staying in because you just have to finish that Crusie or that Heinlein or that Morrison is antisocial and avoidant and lacking in fun.
I don't think bookworm was coined as a compliment.