Calling all non-losers...

I know there has got to be some guy out there in his 30s or early 40s that is not a loser. So why do I keep meeting all the creeps? And no y'all it's not just me. Listen to yesterday's date.
The dude: a recent divorcee. Me: hopeful, cute chick, just released from a fling with a disrespectful a--hole who had no clue on how to be a friend. To be totally fair, I allowed him in my life for that brief moment in time, call it desperation. Back to the date. The place: an Italian restaurant. Now actually the date itself went okay. It was the phone calls before and after that caused my head to hurt and my muscles to tense up with the desire to slap somebody. I've actually talked to dude on the phone before this, brief calls and they went reasonably okay but they were also only about 5 minutes long, talking to him for longer than 15 minutes brings out his alter ego--Mr. Cool. He's one of those dudes that just tries to damned hard to be cool or "real" as he puts it. He asked what was wrong with me because I don't have a man right now because his daddy told him that any woman my age without a man must have a problem especially if she is an attractive one such as myself. Now how am I supposed to respond to something like that. He also kept going on and on about how important appearances are to him. Now I know everybody has there standards of what they like and don't like but you don't have to put everything out there like that. "If a woman has jacked up toes, I'm out. If a woman's feet are too big, I'm out." Maybe I'm sensitive cuz I got big feet (hee!)...but I don't think so. I think I'm just picking up on his obnoxiousness and it's a problem. And then all the trying to be suave. "Can I come rub your shoulders and neck?" No. A man who is really sexy does not have to try so hard. Just come hang out...take my hand, rub my arm. Don't be a goof about it. Geez! Then I wonder if it's me, cuz I ain't perfect and I know I can argue but then damn stop saying stupid stuff!