I find the real cocky, sure-of-himself attitude very annoying at times when the men in my life display it. The worst example of this I ever met didn't stay in my life more than a couple of hours (see next paragraph). I could do without the exaggerated displays of farting, too. Why guys feel the need to do that is beyond me. But other than those two things, I mostly find men very pleasing on lots of levels. They're funny and their minds and thinking patterns are totally different from ours.

Mr. Award-Winning Cocky in my life's history was a guy I said yes to going on a date with in college. He was a law student and a looker. And he thought he was God's gift to women. We went to dinner. He talked about himself nonstop the whole time. Then back in the car we kissed a bit. On the third kiss, he just sort of "enveloped" me and whispered in my ear, "I'm gonna make you scream."

Puh-leaze. He never even got to try. The presumption of that statement was so appalling, I bailed out of the car and called my roommate to come pick me up. Luckily, I met the boyfriend who became my husband later that year. The real winners aren't so full of themselves.