Yer last date will likely be in chiseled granite :D

you should never stop dating your life long partner. if anything, you should go on more dates.

Absolutely! Mamma always said, "just because you're married doesn't mean you can stop pouring the cream from the pitcher."

I think the key is keeping appreciation above expectation.

I expect the Chief Sandwicher to make me happy.

But my appreciation for her efforts is profound. My appreciation propels her and, as selfish and narcissistic as it sounds, validates her purpose. She wants to make me happy, so I help her.

I think some could call that love.

Was there really a Mamma? Just fact-checking. :cool:

lol!

https://www.wallstreetoasis.com/forum/off-topic/how-many-of-you-guys-meet-the-6666-standard-in-dating
(It means 6 figures, 6 feet, 6 inches and 6 pack for the unaware)

I often hear/see this remark from those without lifelong partners. Those that have lifelong partners generally have a lot more going on than a date night. They can have a good time together eating a bowl of soup at the kitchen table...even after many decades of hard work and shared goals.

I think this standard is a bit extreme. I suspect that either 6 figures or 6 feet, 6 inches and 6 pack would allow most folks that are relatively average otherwise to do quite well.

Well, I wasn't hatched. ;)

I’m a 5596 guy myself.

Today's generation of viable single females has been mostly poisoned by extreme high expectations. Nobody wants the discards from the meat carousel.
(For the older generations consider yourselves lucky. And congrats. May it be that way)


The last relationship I dated and lived with for a decade went from a destitute wandering nurse to quasi high-end bureaucrat wearing business suits every day. High faluting society. Pinky raised on the teacup. Good for her. She made decent money. I'm still in dirt under the car. I planned and made sure with the economics she could save a lot of money for later on. Because she sure didn't give it to her kids she previously fked over. Oh la tee da. This girl is now high end. "I don't eat leftovers". "I don't". "I want"

I put aside and sucked up my own problems day after day. She thought it was funny when her dog attacked me in my own house and made me flee outside. Got bit almost a half dozen times for no reason. I was the one walking and feeding those dogs twice a day. She thought it was funny to exclaim "I only get my sex at work" in front on my parents on the porch when they came over for a nice dinner, which I cooked solo. While on a trip I sipped from her coffee cup full of ciggy ashes and puked out the door for ten minutes downtown. It was a funny thing to her.

I made the rules completely in her favor. I didn't love love her but wanted her to succeed. She did not reciprocate. Or at least show respect publicly to me. Ever. Even on vacations. She didn't clean or try to cook for the most part at the end. She did not make any effort to contribute anything or help me.
That is always the tell.

So physical connection was also long gone by this point. I dismissed the ultimatums and other forms of natural misandry dominance. Every move I made had to be approved. Being neutral or even equal was not good enough for just living together. Just being together was not enough. Then she became hostile and aggressive. She had to 'win'. With me being subservient. She misunderstood the situation.

Eventually I had enough. She had the option of staying here indefinitely as a roommate but no longer a partner. Paid off her car loan. Bought her a nice w/d to do laundry. I even offered her a favorable loan option of buying her own place in a good growing market when properties around here were still affordable. She took off as fast as she could and never came back. Except to ask that her vicious dog (which for a decade made me afraid in my own home) be buried in my own yard. Never bothered to make contact otherwise for the following decade.

Last time I saw her was before Christmas. She walked by on my street looking like a stray dog.

There are long term choices which require effort. And short term.

Have you learnt to make better choices, John?

Well yeah, 6666 is unreasonable, but everyone has their preferences. I mean, surely you've checked out the Most Beautiful Women thread?
As for me, I like 6666, but what I value most is a guy that's nice, has some charm, and has a bit of confidence. (Not to be confused with being an asshat.)

No [scowling]

I think one is more likely to find a shorter (than 6'6") man that meets the other requirements...because he has to try harder (with almost everything). Just like a woman that is not a supermodel.

I have always preferred women that are rather slim and rather short (all other things taken into account) ...so being less than the ideal height has never been an issue for me (with targets of affection). The rest of the "6666" and the things you list are easy and under one's own control (relatively speaking).

You’re not supposed to measure from your tailbone.

Some folks use the metric system and old math :D

My 6666?

6 figure $9999.00
6 feet tall
6" pecker
6 pack of Coors

Forget the jokes and lines, own it from the beginning that’s true confidence.

Assuming there is chemistry......your secret sauce is being intelligent, having a great sense of humor, confident (without coming off as an ass), good hygiene, kind....especially to animals, and having an interesting life. Of course it helps if you are not living paycheck to paycheck....lol....

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