You can’t ask me that: Why it might be outdated to ask ‘what’s your type?’
What’s your type? I mean, of course, what kind of person would you like to go to bed with? Now we’re no longer in the 1970s, it’s a question guaranteed to cause embarrassment if not outright offence because it implies the reduction of people to categories: age, race, size, gender, occupation, income bracket, looks good in wellies… Thus most people, when asked if they have a type, would probably deny that they do. And yet most of us know someone who absolutely does have a type, don’t we? In every social circle there’s always one person with a cavalcade of identical exes, causing total havoc at those kitchen supper parties.
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