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First Impressions, Double Lives & “Types”

“You’re not my type.”

The concept of “types” has been really intriguing me lately. A lot of this is due to my so called double life and watching how different people react to me based on how I look at the moment.

Your first impression of me would probably be miles apart based on when we crossed paths.

Suit & tie, or dress pants and collared shirts - Hard working, smart, ambitious.

Jeans, tees, peirced & tattoo’d - Slacker, creative, vagabonder.

I would venture that living this sort of double life is not uncommon for people my age, balancing a professional life while embracing what youth we have left.

Type really seems to have nothing to do with personality but instead is more of a social ideal. So “he’s not my type” deconstructs to “I think he’s nice enough to get to know, but he doesn’t fit into my social circle.”

I’ve noticed men are more easy going. The only guys I’ve ever known with types are the really religious guys who want an equally religious girl. Again, a social thing. They can associate and be friendly with any female but will only date one that fits into the social mold of being religious.

I guess my point is that stereotypes are bad and type-casting sucks. Get out of your comfort zone and stop dating people exactly like your fucking exs.