He was cute. Tall, thin, high cheek bones, big melting brown eyes. And he was broken. I had a serious problem with wanting to 'fix' people for a long time, and I'd get into these relationships with train wrecks. Much to my misfortune (and nobody to blame buy myself for that). Sadly, he was also dumb as a brick, or box of lint.
I remember dating a guy in my early 20s who didn't know that oval was egg-shaped. He was describing a plate of food he had eaten on an "egg-shaped" plate. I said "Oh, yeah, one of those large oval platters". He said "No, it was egg-shaped". I said "Oval is egg-shaped." He said "Oh."
I said "Bye bye"
There is nothing sexy or attractive about a stupid man.