What am I doing wrong???

So I am at home right now, suppose to be at work. I'll go after my work out  business is handled. But before I even do all that, I need to ask yaw a question out there. What am I doing wrong???

What do you mean? Well I will go into details about two recent interactions with random men and why exactly they did not go well.

(Disclaimer- I give men code names prior to me referring to them by their real names. I can't remember most of yesterday, so why remember, or try to, remember a mans name if he will not be in my life for longer than 2 to 5 weeks. If he makes it that far, I then use his real name)

PR

About two weeks ago, I went to a jazz club in _____, WA. I had been there before and I always enjoy the coziness of the club and the quality of the live music and the deejaying abilities as well. I was pretty spiffy if I do say so myself, and the gentleman at the door was giving me all types of compliments. I brushed it off cause well, that is what most folks who work the entry do.  I meet my company in there and they decide to leave (cause I got there hella late-as always). So I stayed and he (doorman-or we will now start to refer him as PR because of his heritage) comes up and chit chats with me. Okay so far so good... Oh did I tell yaw he was fine as WINE...

We go out to breakfast after the club closes, which is fine by me. But he asked if I could drive. Like an idiot I said sure, thinking maybe something was wrong with his car. We get to the restaurant, and have decent conversation-till some events happened and it was pretty much time to go home ;). So I am dropping him off and I ask about the status of his vehicle-he had a DUI. Okay that's fine, shit happens. But I know three people who have had DUI in WA state, and still have a car but had to blow in the breathalyzer thing before it starts. He lived with roommates so he had to go thru the back alley (strange cause its like 4am). So clearly in the back of my head I am thinking somethin aint right, but I didn't wanna jump the gun.

*LADIES, WHEN YOU FEEL SOMETHING IS OFF, IT REALLY IS-FOLLOW YOUR GUT*

Later that week, we talk and I realize, we have nothing but LUST in common. The conversations sucked. And all he wanted to talk about was when we were gonna smang it (smash it and bang it, please refer to the Smang it video). And while I can admit, there are people I can accept having a FWB, he wasn't it. Furthermore, how are you 10 yrs older than me and just aren't halfway established. That week were multiple calls- and one night 4 calls from 10pm to 01am which I didn't answer cause it just wasn't really worth it. I eventually answered one of the numerous calls placed during the day and told him we would not be having sex at this moment but if he wants to talk about other things and go out we can... Yea I got the phone hung up on me. LOL

Back to the Motherlands

As I was leaving Coldstone Ice cream, a guy came up to my car (and it was dark), and I almost ran him over. Needless to say, we go out to eat a few days later. I would call it a date, but it just wouldn't do the story justice.

I will make it short... Old Country Buffet, Long & Short term goals, inquiring about my residence and finally, lying about his age. Needless to say that the fact that he tried to give me a history lesson on Africa after I mistakenly used the term states instead of countries pissed me the fuck off. And yes, I reminded him i'm working on my masters while he is working on his AA. And after all of that, he says he doesn't like OCB but he didn't want me to drive long distance (the place we were at was 9 miles from my home-he should of thought about that shit earlier). Needless to say there will be no future with him and he doesn't get the fact that I told him im not interested.

My real problem lies with the fact I keep running into these clusterfuckbuckets (yea I made that word up) of men. I have been told if you behave a certain way, you attract a type of man. Well Ive tried that and the ish don't work. I have never been desperate and wont start now, but I am just really wondering about if my life is truly doomed and I will die alone with a great hair do and finally a flat stomach?

Do I allow or attract psychos? I mean really. And hell, I don't even want to be booed up, I just want a part time companion of the male species that lives no more than two hrs from me.