Nashville, TN: After a bad date (or a string of 'em, as life sadly dishes me every now & again), I can't help to wonder if there's something wrong with me. Sure, I've got my issues and a bit of baggage like any good 30-something single gal, but I think I'm a pretty good catch.... right?!?
However, after hearing something like THIS, I snap out of my pity party for one and realize that I although I may need to keep looking for Mr. Right-For-Me, at least I haven't had the pleasure (or lack thereof) of meeting Mr. Met-Me-On-The-Street-And-Gave-You-My-Card-And-THIS-Is-The-Kind-Of-Message-You-Leave-Me-?!?.
In other words, when he says, "it's not you, it's me" -- HE'S RIGHT.