My parents didn't like some of my dates, but that didn't really mean anything. I finally got wise. Dumped the one that ended up in prison, dumped the one that was committed to Mental institution, lost the one that had a severe car accident and survived and dumped the ones that had all the education and money. The education and money didn't guarantee that they weren't sleaze-balls. One has had a lot of charges on drugs and the other was jailed for accepting the services of a "prostitute" during a police sting. I accepted the guy I met at church who didn't have much of an education and doesn't have much money, but I do have his love and devotion.