I was on my way to meet a girl I had been talking to for a few weeks. She was stunningly beautiful and I was excited to finally meet her in person.
I am a ‘neh neh’ lover, only want to date minimum ‘C cup’
However, as I got closer to the place where I was supposed to meet her, I started to get nervous. You see, I had a certain criteria I had to follow when it comes to the girls I date.
I only date girls with a minimum bra cup size of C. This may sound shallow and judgmental, but I was confident that my standards were justified.
When I arrived at the girl’s house, I was taken aback. She was so much more beautiful than in the pictures and her ‘size’ looks good under her shirt.
We started talking and I felt like I could be completely honest with her. So, I decided to tell her about my preference for the girls I date. I immediately regretted it.
The girl’s face dropped and I could tell that she was hurt. She told me that she was a small B cup and that she had always been insecure about her ‘neh neh’ size which was why she wear pushup to come out and meet me.
I felt terrible, but I couldn’t ignore my preference. I apologized and said goodbye.
As I drove home, I felt disappointed in myself. I had been so focused on a superficial detail that I had failed to appreciate the person in front of me.
I had let my shallow standards get in the way of something that could have been really special.
I felt even worse when I got home and saw a message from the girl. She had sent me a short note saying that she never wanted to see me again and that she was done with me.
I had ruined something wonderful with my rigid standards. From that day forward, I resolved to be more open-minded when it comes to the girls I date.
I had learned the hard way that beauty comes in all shapes and sizes.