I’m Looking For a Fight.

Frat Boy Lawyer guy: His profile is one of the first ones that comes up as a match for me. He’s cute. I know I’ll hate him as soon as I read his profile. You know that kind of guy you’re attracted to and drives you crazy at the same time? I can tell immediately that he’s one of those. He went to Miami (Ohio, not Florida). He’s a frat boy. He runs marathons. He’s smart. He’s witty. He’s confident. And he’s a lawyer.

**After three years in law school, practicing law, and a couple completely disastrous romantic relationships with lawyers, I have an extremely low opinion of male attorneys. I hate them, in fact. I have sworn off dating lawyers. And every other female attorney I know wholeheartedly agrees with me on this point. Something about law school and the legal profession attracts men who have serious issues – über-competitive control freaks who are giant quivering masses of insecurity masked in charming facades who drink too much and are constantly trying to prove themselves. For starters.**

So, even though I feel that attraction, I try to ignore it and listen to that little voice in my head that tells me that I will hate him.

Then I get an email from him.

It’s pithy and a little arrogant. But I’m bored by Really Nice Guy, and kind of itching for a date with a guy I can argue with. A guy with a little edge. And I’m sure Frat Boy Lawyer Guy can provide that. So my already weak resolve is broken and I email him back.

His emails are a little insulting, witty, and increasingly arrogant. So are mine. I’m hating him already. And weirdly looking forward our date. (Maybe we female attorneys have some issues too. Or maybe it's just me.)

In my experience, super-confident guys are looking for one of two kinds of girls:

• Wallflower pushovers who will let him be the center of attention, adore him, and not compete with him in any way; OR
  
• Confident smarties who will give him a run for his money and can go toe-to-toe with him.
  

He seems to be interested in the latter. Which I can provide. And I’m itching for a fight. Game on.