It occurred to me only recently - while trying to explain to a girl I no longer wanted to see, "It's not you; it's me" - that the near-entirety of my repertoire as dater, pick-up artist and generally-frustrated bachelor is really just an amalgam of cues I picked up from Seinfeld. The line mentioned above is, of course, a favorite break-up device of one George Costanza, who is perhaps the most conniving but ultimately hapless lothario to ever walk the streets of (fictional) Manhattan. And consequently, far from an ideal role model, if it is a successful, enriching and enduring relationship you seek.
But when you're 24 and still wet behind the ears on matters such as these, you're forced to gather your dating cues from somewhere other than personal experience. Probably to my detriment, I unwittingly gathered mine from Jerry, George, Elaine and, yes, even Kramer. The show played background noise to my early evenings from about ages six to twenty (if you're questioning my math,Read More »from 10 Things I Learned About Dating from Seinfeld (That Were Completely Wrong)