It's the worst thing ever.
As a woman, I put that at the top of the list along with (edited for decency purposes). Grounds for a quick dismissal, like Federer playing Roddick at this year's AO.
I once stopped someone to give them kissing lessons.
I am confused by this. Why be a teacher for someone who did not come to you ready made?
Maybe I am not the one to ask about this. There was a guy I went to college with who neglected to tell me that he was pure as the driven snow, until WAY too late in the game, so to speak.
I knew something was up, when after the second downstroke, I felt him do that familiar boy shake underneath me. I was not amused. The exchange went like this:
(nodding) Yeah, sorry.
You're kidding, I haven't even taken off my...hang on a sec. You don't still have your V-card, do you?
(again, nodding and blushing now)
Pull up your pants and get out. I am not collecting a V-card.
I was way en fuego about that one.