Being over 35, I am always besieged by questions such as, "when are you gonna get marrrrriiiiiieeeed??" or "If you want kids, you better hurry uuuUP!". Followed by comments about how I'll end up an old maid, die lonely and regret not "settling" down. First of all I exclaim to these assholes, "I am NOT going to SETTLE" and secondly, I ask, "when are you getting a divorce". That usually shuts them up. I have a lot of nosy "old country" aunts who love to make catty remarks about how the only men left for me out there will be old dried up men, perfect match for my dried up womb. Ha, little do they know.
I find these remarks not even worth my time, I can't believe sometimes what women say to each other. Maybe they are really concerned for my welfare, but I suspect A) They have no life and have nothing better to say, or B) they are assholes who must be so miserable they want to bring a little misery to someone else. All I know is this: I hope I will never be THAT biotch. I guess men can be catty too. Either way, "when are you gonna get maaaaaaaaaaaaaarried" is one question I'm going to try my darndest not to say. Unless its to my own kid, where that is totally acceptable and not out of line at all!
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you promise? that's good. I thought you might turn less snarky. So far, what I've read, is damn good.
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