3 Things I Hate About Chicago Guys

Before I start ranting about the opposite sex, I think I should explain the type of background I come from, so you understand why these three things drive me crazy! See my dad is very romantic! I grew up watching my dad buy my mom flowers for no reason, surprise her with jewelry, and do sweet gestures like cook dinner or clean the kitchen for her. I also grew up in the South. I know all about southern hospitality and how gentlemen should behave around a lady. I’m not asking for a guy that puts his coat over a puddle so I don’t have to step in it, but it would be nice to have the door held open for me, or somebody to actual listen to what you’re saying.
So with that said one can see why these three disgusting guy habits bother me. Let the countdown begin! Coming in at #3:

3. Cursing like a Sailor

I am not a prude, I get upset and use profanity like everyone else. When I’m stuck in Chicago traffic, one should feel bad for the person in front of me. However, using profanity constantly is annoying and I was raised in a place where a Gentleman didn’t curse in front of a women without feel ashamed of himself. Cursing for now reason and all the time also makes a person look uneducated and trashy.

2. Acting like a Chauvinistic Pig

I absolutely hate when guys act like women are completely incapable of doing anything. In my house the two toolboxes in the garage belong to my mother. When guys make comments about how women can’t drive or act like women belong in the kitchen is sexist. Living in Chicago I don’t know how many times I have been told “I didn’t know what I was talking about because I’m a women.”

1. Egotistical Morons

The “I’m so awesome I’m God’s gift to women” act is so annoying! Can you seriously stop talking about yourself for one minute and maybe ask me about myself. I have recently met so many guys that literally only talk about themselves and when I try to say something about myself they redirect the conversation back to themselves. For example last night I was talking to guy friend of mine on the phone and literally said “Ponies and dragons are real, I believe it.” NO RESPONSE! Didn’t hear a word I said!
So, if you are a nice guy that’s actually willing to listen to what I have to say,  believes I’m a capable human being that doesn’t belong in the kitchen and you don’t have a potty mouth come and find me!