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Last weekend I went to a shooting range with my fiancé and some of his work buddies. (I was coerced, I assure you.)
I don’t mind being surrounded by testosterone. I actually prefer hanging with the guys than other females. For one thing, I’m usually the prettiest one there.
But perhaps I had intruded some kind of “No Girls Allowed” clubhouse (although I certainly wasn’t the only woman there), because one gentleman a few firing lanes over certainly seemed put out by my presence.
After hearing we were engaged, he launched into a speech about how women change after marriage, blah, blah, blah — all the usual berating of wives you’ve probably heard before — as he stared me down.
I reminded the guy that I was standing right in front of him, could hear him quite clearly and, yes, I was offended.
He just kept talking. Apparently I’ll become a horrible pain-in-the-you-know-what immediately after our vows, perhaps I may even morph into some dragon-lady type creature (which actually sounds kind of cool) as do all women … naturally. He continued to assure my fiancĂ© he spoke truth; after all, he’d been married six times.
This isn’t the first time I’ve been offered unwanted marital advice.
What was the most horrifying thing someone told you before you married?
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