Is there such a thing as being too choosy?

My bestest, most delectable friend stayed overnight and my apologies to the whole of the south of England for the incessant chattering and giggling that you may have been able to hear. On the plus side, much frustration and indignation has been dissipated so we're happy bunnies again. For the time being.

She is also, to all intents and purposes single athough there are men in her life. Here are her choices:

1. A somewhat snobby guy who questions her on the meaning of the words he's just used. Nothing more romantic than a little test of the intellect is there?
2. Mr 'Brings-a-Little-Old-ashioned-Romance-But-Also-Brings-the-Smarm-Factor'. Very keen on valuing her friendship but gets irritated when she doesn't want to go to bed.
   
3. A guy who everyone thinks is perfect (herself included) but he just can't bring himself to make a decision about what he wants. He's just 'so confused'.
4. A guy she knew in the past but has had problems with alcohol abuse and isn't fully recovered as yet. He got a bit aggressive with her and then promptly followed this up by asking her out.
   

So, next time someone tells me that I'm being too choosy, I'm going to enlighten them to some of the pitfalls of the dating game in your thirties! Of course, if you're a guy, I'm sure you have your horror stories too. Love to hear them!