[Disclaimer: This new Sunday night post is meant to be a humorous feature that attempts to poke fun at some of the stereotypes and issues that arise in the dating world. If sarcasm isn't your thing, you might want to stop reading now...]
I think for as long as I live, I will always be completely perplexed at some girls’ love of cats.
Single ladies, if you want the best possible chance at scoring a good man, get rid of your furry Fifi and instantly your dateability will go way up. Before you get angry, just stop and think for a second.
Let’s see…you’re single, and you live alone with your cat(s). When you’re bored, often times you will post Facebook pictures about said cats and/or status updates about your love for them.
Do you know what a negative cliche that is for men?
Do you want to date the guy that wears a beer helmet and stuffs coins in his belly button at parties? I didn’t think so.
Guys don’t want to date the Crazy Cat Lady no matter how nice you are.
How many normal men have you met that own any pets other than dogs? If they have a feline in their homestead, my guess is they’re either married and have been beaten into submission by their cat-loving spouse (which is fine – after he puts the ring on, you have him right where you want him) or their Friday nights typically consist of Totinos pizza rolls and the Season 2 boxed set of Battlestar Galatica.
And this doesn’t even take into account that about half the population is massively allergic to cats.
Why would you own something that ignores you, turns men off to you, and causes half of your friends to break out into evil sneezing episodes? It just doesn’t make sense.
Find an old single lady that owns ten cats. Give her yours. Everybody wins.
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*Photo credit: flossyflotsam
About W. Brandon Howard
