Recently, I was on the phone with a (never-married, childless, thirty-something) guy friend and, as it is wont to do, the conversation turned toward romantic relationships. Particularly, we were theorizing about ever-changing dating rituals and the mentality modern women and men have toward marriage. Then, this clown said the unthinkable. It went like this:
Guy: I'm not sure I want to get married. I mean, I just don't know if it's worth it.
Pretty: ~silence~
Guy: You want to know the reason I would get married? It's like eating dinner when you're not really hungry. You know if you don't eat, you're going to wake up in the middle of the night starving. That's how I feel about marriage. I don't really want to jump the broom, but I feel like I should, lest I wake up ten years from now wanting a big plate of fried chicken and macaroni and cheese.
Pretty: That's oh so romantic. I'm sure your future wife would just love that proposal. ~smirk~
Mind you, this is coming from a man who grew up in a nuclear family, fully equipped with a Dad, Mom, kid sister and the proverbial white picket fence.
Kids sure say the darnedest things.
Tuesday, October 16, 2007
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