I hate puzzles.

If you were to give me a book of crossword puzzles or search-a-word, I would promptly tell you to shove it up any warm orifice that would acomodate it. I loathe anything that has the beginning assumption that I must solve it, beat it. Give me anything that isn't meant to be looked into, and insights come a pouring. A conversation that isn't meant to be heard, I can recite it. A book that is hard to understand, I see more than author sometimes.
This rule of mine applies to women as well. I have found no desire and pleasure in the game of trying to figure what they want. Guessing intentions, deciphering meaning, etc. I don't like appraoching any situation where ambiguiety is the norm.