“He’s Not My Type!”

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I think it is safe to say that at one point or another we have said this phrase – whether it’s he isn’t, or she isn’t.  From when we are young we have this fantasy of adult hood and who is supposed to play each part to perfection.  As we grow up and grow older we are on what feels like a wild ride trying to cast the very perfect person for their roles.  We receive packages that seem to be together then sigh with great disappointment that the person just isn’t our type.  I understand that there has to be an attraction at some point when it comes to parring off but let’s be a bit more realistic – is that other person too much car for you?  Are you too much car for them?

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