Still, when I met my first girlfriend in 2007, a ballerina who had recently moved from San Francisco, I was immediately taken aback by an overarching obsession with status and money.
She had a vision of the man she was going to marry: tall, dark, handsome, and a millionaire.
It stands for Secondary Security Screening Selection and could see you forced to undergo a thorough search of your bags, extra body scans, questioning of your travel plans and a full-body pat-down.
“SSSS stands for Secondary Security Screening Selection and it appears on a passenger’s boarding pass when they’ve been selected by TSA’s Secure Flight system for enhanced security screening,” a TSA spokesman told Business Insider. “I was flying to JFK and had only booked my flights a week earlier,” he said.
As a young, single British guy crossing the Atlantic for a career in the United States, I was extremely curious about the dating life that was in store.
After all, I'd watched my fellow countrymen in film and literature charm the hell out of beautiful American women.
But surely not all American girls thought British men had an endless supply of money?
Sadly, when we were suddenly thrust into a long distance relationship, the reality set in that it was putting too much stress on our careers.
So with a heavy heart, it was the end of a fairytale love affair.
If a bumbling buffoon like Hugh Grant could steal Julia Roberts' heart in It was the summer of 2006 when I first landed in New York as a 19-year-old, laden with warnings about American girls: they're high maintenance, my friends told me.
I tried to brush this off—preconceptions are always dangerous when entering any sort of relationship.