One Man's Dealbreaker: She Read the Wrong Kind of Books
Published on September 22, 2011 by Sara Foss

GOOD magazine has an ongoing series in which people explain why they broke up with someone. The most recent entry was about a dealbreaker I could relate to - poor taste in literature. Or, perhaps more damning, a lack of taste.

Here's an excerpt:

"When I was 21, my love of books ended my first post-college relationship. My girlfriend was flabbergasted as to why anyone would read anything that wasn’t required for class credit; I was offended that she dismissed my love of the printed word alongside her previous boyfriend’s obsession with video games. To really put this in nerd terms: If you’ve ever seen that iconic Twilight Zone episode in which Henry Bemis’ wife defaces his books in an effort to break his 'habit' of reading, this was similar. She was oppressive to the bookish. And she liked Reba McEntire.

After the breakup, I elevated my criteria for girlfriend material to levels rivaling Hammurabi’s Code. The contents of a woman’s bookcase had to at least be on par with her physical profile. Dating websites always give you pictures first, intel second, but some of us are turned on by brains, too. I’m not saying I could carry on a romance with a disembodied head who told awesome Goethe jokes. Nor is the possession of panties depicting Poe poetry an automatic win for a woman. But books have to be there."

I know that I would never consider dating anyone who claims that "Atlas Shrugged" or "The Da Vinci Code" is their favorite book. This probably seems like a pretty minor concern, but I've been amazed by how many guys claim that one of these books is their favorite book of all time.

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