Men take a lot of flak for their obnoxious ticks and disgusting habits, but admit it ladies, putting up with us isn't all rainbow-colored unicorns galloping off into the sunset in a field of glitter, either. Women will argue this until the day we die, but the truth is, we have no fu*king clue what we want.
You can sort through five or more supposedly "highly qualified leads" -- in some cases daily. The question is, whose definition of highly qualified are we talking about? Certainly not mine, and according to the women in my circles, not theirs either. It's not so much that the gentlemen themselves aren't high quality -- it's the marketing.