The problem with stereotypes actually occurs when you can’t be categorized into one. Sure, people love to think they are above categorizing and judging but most secretly love doing it because it makes their lives easier. Let’s go over some basics:

Nerd: The person who studies all the time with no or little social life is the nerd, we don’t expect that person to look very attractive or to get laid a lot.

Slut: The slutty girl or the manwhore– the one who sleeps around, looks good, loves to work on the looks, is usually shallow and focuses on sex. Easy to spot.

The girlie girl: The girl who loves shopping, spas, girls’ days out, loves fashion and Brad Pitt/Leonardo Di Caprio.

Tomcat: A girl with boyish tastes. Easily befriends men but flirting doesn’t come that easily.

The fashion victim: Male or female who just has to buy anything fashionable and has to get rid of anything that is not. They will wear what fashions dictates no matter how ridiculous they might be. Money is not an issue. Deep conversations might be difficult to sustain though.

The hottie: Confident, self-aware and a little arrogant. Knows how good he/she looks.

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You know what I’m talking about. Life is actually easier when you can fit into these groups. They also don’t have that much trouble with the opposite sex. The nerds either hook up with nerds or they just wait to get rich and then they get to hook up with pretty much whomever they want.

But I don’t belong to one category and neither does a good friend of mine. So we are basically screwed. Seriously. Let me show you the examples:

* My friend is a girl. She loves shopping. And she lovessss the Twilight series and fancies Robert Pattinson. Girlie? Yes. But she adores Starwars. She loves sci-fi. She sure likes her beer. Tomcat? Boys’ girl? Sure. But then again she likes her skirts and make-up. So how does a guy handle a girl who loves shopping and Sophie Kinsella and yet loves sci-fi? Then there is the nerd category: She is not a nerd but she is training to be a lawyer so she has to work her ass off. That does damage the social life. She enjoys looking sexy and flirting but she is most definitely not slutty. She would rather make conversation than bedroom eyes. So what happens to her romantically is that she most often ends up attracting the guys she is trying not to attract. The hottie she is dying to get ends up being her mate and the nerd ends up falling for her. The hopelessly romantic yet cute guy loves her to bits but he has already met the girl of his dreams before. What the ….?

*I am not any luckier. I love shopping, Twilight, Sophie Kinsella. But I adore John Grisham and like Dan Brown. I am a sucker for romantic comedies but any good comic book adaptation washes well over me. I don’t like Brad Pitt, I find Jim Carrey handsome and Mel Gibson‘s youth gorgeous. Weird? Read on. I hate housework. I hate dirt but I hate tidying up. I love my mini skirts. I detest cooking and hate fashion. I hate watching sports but I love playing them. I can’t stand any football related computer game but bring on the Guitar Hero! Did I mention I love Sex and the City and have a wardrobe that can easily transform me into Carrie or Samantha? Oh, and I love my black rock t-shirts too. The result? My romantic life sucks. Not because I am unattractive or I don’t know what I want. But every guy around me belongs to a stereotype and he is looking for a stereotype in his own category. Hybrids like us need hybrids. Until we do find them, we are just going to have to live in the dream world. After all, that is where we find the hot guy who is not arrogant, who is romantic but not a dork, who is sweet and considerate and not possessive, who knows what he wants, who can be friends with women but not want to sleep with them all, has other favorite actresses other than Megan Fox, who can enjoy sports other than football/basketball/wrestling/boxing, who doesn’t think that men who can dance are all gay….

See? I told you we were screwed…