What is your ideal type?

Isn't the most common question asked when men and women meet "What is your ideal type?"

I found that question too difficult.

Because my ideal type kept changing, I first thought I liked someone taller than me and neat.

I met a tall, neat person.

We went to the movies for the third time, and before the movie started, an advertisement for a famous airline came on.

While quietly looking at the screen, he muttered quietly.

“I’ll never be able to ride in that first-class seat until I die.”

I doubted my ears for a moment.

Don't people usually think "It would be nice to ride" or "I should ride someday"?

I let it go for now, but it didn't take long to realize he was negative about everything.

"I’ll never be able to buy something like that."

"I'll probably do it in my next life."

Once it gets stuck in your ear, it keeps bothering you.

I know that I'm susceptible to emotional contagion, so I get depressed when I'm around negative people and happy when I'm around positive people.

I rejected his confession to date officially and revised my ideal type.

I hope he's tall, neat, and positive.

Was it late autumn...? I got a blind date with an architect company worker who was a few years older than me.

He wasn't handsome, but he was average, tall enough, neat, and smiled a lot when we talked.

We had a good time, and luckily he asked me for a second date.

The problem arose when I got up to put on my outerwear.

I didn't even know that color existed, but it was none other than a mint-colored long coat.

The shocking and terrifying mint-colored long coat dominated my thoughts all the way home.

“How was your blind date yesterday?”

“It was okay. He looked okay, and his personality was also decent. But…”

“Why, what’s wrong?”

“Well… he was wearing a mint-colored long coat.”

“A mint-colored long coat? Do guys wear that color?”

“I don't know, I saw it for the first time.”

The general response from my coworkers was that men often don't dress well,

and they could be advised gradually, so it wasn't a problem at all.

But that person showed up wearing the same mint-colored long coat on the second and third dates.

Is this the legendary fashion terrorist I've heard about?

Everyone said I was worrying too much about something so trivial, and they criticized me for being sensitive when I was wondering if I should reject him.

'You don't know what you're missing! What's so bad about not dressing well?'

I tried to control myself.

Our fourth date.

He came to pick me up near my company, and my coworkers who were leaving work at the time must have witnessed the scene.

“I thought you were being dramatic because you kept talking about his clothes, but I was surprised after seeing him in person.”

“Oh my god~ No matter how you look at it, he's going to meet a girl he likes in Yeouido, but he dresses like that... That's too much, isn't it?”

I was relieved by their reactions.

That’s right, I wasn’t crazy.

I wish he was tall, neat, and positive, and he would wear normal clothes.

My ideal type upgraded as I kept going on blind dates.

I said I didn't like people who smoked, but he drank a lot.

I said I liked someone who didn't smoke or drink, but he was a workaholic.

I said I wanted someone who enjoyed hobbies, and then a YOLO guy who lives for the moment came along.

When I said I wasn’t hungry and didn’t want to eat, he disappeared, saying, “I was worried you’d want pasta. I really hate that.”

He would contact me out of the blue, or send me a text message once a day, "Good morning, have a fighting day." That’s all.

How can there be no in-between?

“Hey, the hardest thing to find is an average person. You didn’t know?”

My best friend seriously said that as she listened to my failed blind date complaints.

“Make an absolute non-negotiable standard. If you say no to this, no to that, it'll never end.”

So, my final line in the sand became "someone taller than me, positive, and who I can talk to well."