People mean well when they try to reconfigure our emotions and our personalities to meet the cultural ideal of a desirable romantic partner. They just want us to be happy. But not only do these "rules" make us feel terrible, they also don't hold up to scrutiny.
He said that all he does is study and he did not laugh at any of my jokes. I asked him what his deal breaker was. "People who make a joke out of everything." I looked down at my own notecard, on which I had scrawled, "People who take life too seriously. And mouth breathers."
The 14th of February. Who's cringing? Hopeful? Excited? Indifferent? Perhaps you have become a full-on cynic toward the whole thing at this point, done with the overpriced flowers and boring prix fixe menus, not impressed by creative alternatives?
I can't help but think that a "tough love" speed dating round complete with feedback might attract the very people who like dolling out punishment, and that in a session of brief three-minute dates only the worst criticism would come out.