Thursday, December 6, 2007
The Paying MAN-tisk tisk
ME: "I have trouble letting him pay all the time, after spending all of my free time touting how INDEPENDENT I am, it's hard to just keep mum when he drops another 100 bucks on a meal."
FRIEND: "Well, think of it this way. You probably bought a new top for that dinner date, spent twice as much time getting ready as he did, and if all goes well and you end up living happily ever after, you get to bear the children."
ME: "Hmm, I never thought about it that way."
And honestly, I hadn't.
I figured, I beg for equal rights (and although most professional women STILL aren't paid as much as their male counterparts for the SAME JOBS) and to me that means equal expenditures in the expensive world of dating to mating.
But in all honesty...
I had bought a new top.
I'd also invested in new hair products, make up, and perfume.
I spent an hour getting ready when I can usually find myself at work, hair still damp and wearing last night's mascara, in 15 minutes tops.
So I try to let it slide.
I try to be appreciative and thankful for those free meals.
But how do MEN feel about paying for our meals when in all other capacities we want nothing more than to be considered "equal?"
Is there something to be said for a woman who quotes Susan B. Anthony while she shoves her free prime rib in her cosmetically plumped pucker???
And if so, what is it?
Maybe women are looking for men who want to take care of not only them, but their offspring, and a guy who doesn't flinch at shelling out a few measly dollars for the sake of his "family" seems like just the type we'd want to stick around.
So I say, pay for me.
(and not only because I can't really afford to)
But because it means you can and you want to.
In all, when we consider what other species give up for love your spare change shouldn't matter...
Because a Paying Man may "TSK" at the the incoming check... but he shouldn't lose his head.