You know he’s not the one when…

…you spot an incredibly flamboyant and well dressed guy at a pre-wedding bash held in the Hunter Valley. The vibe is high and you’re in a good mood because it’s the long weekend and you’re attending your third wedding in the same number of weeks. Celebration exhaustion has not set in, yet.

You know he’s not the one when…

…you’re having a back and forth text conversation with a guy you’ve been seeing for a while. Suddenly, he takes a few too many minutes to respond and something tells you that the reason he’s taking his time, is because he hasn’t understood one of the words in your latest marvellously witty, and perfectly curated text.

You know he’s not the one when…

…you’re in love with a man you’ve been flirting with for months on end however you haven’t even kissed, yet. The energy between the two of you is palpable and you’re not the only one who feels it. It is unlike anything you’ve ever experienced. The type of connection where you have to physically hold your body back

You know he’s not the one when…

…you are approached by a disarmingly charming guy at the sausage fest that is Friday evening drinks at Ryan’s Bar. As you and your girlfriends weave your way through the masses of potential suitors, you’re abruptly stopped by a suit with a certain sparkle in his eye so, you decide to give him the time of day.

You know he’s not the one when…

…in the midst of a passionate sexual encounter on a causal Thursday night, he pulls out and stares at you with horror in his eyes and semi-shouts “you should be fucking Asians ’cause you’re too tight”! You’re shocked and confused for two reasons. Firstly, because this certainly isn’t an experience you’ve seen or dealt with before and secondly, because you were quite enjoying yourself.