The Crescat
… even in my most virulent stages of feminism nothing irked me more then cohabitation. I never understood why my fellow Feministas would allow themselves to be used to such a measure without a ring and a wedding date. It’s the equivalent of allowing yourself to be a live in maid and concubine. I mean really! I can see where this living arrangement would be advantageous to the male but not the female. They never had a sound argument against my protests other than to tsk and tut at my antiquated notions of courtships. If your only rebuttal is “that’s so old fashioned” and “no one does that anymore” you really don’t have a legitimate counter argument do you? At least not a logically sound one.
By day I am a mild mannered agent in a real estate company. This jobs presents me with all various living arrangements, yet I still bristle at cohabitation. Thankfully, no one comes to me for customer service which provides me a certain degree of freedom. Now it’s my turn to tsk and tut.
Sometimes I like to have a little fun, mostly I just want to scream.
Stupid stupid girls. You think are practicing your “right” to sexual promiscuity disguised as liberation. Here’s what men really think, taken from a phone conversation I just had…
“Hey, I wanted to give my notice to vacate when my lease expires. I’m going to be moving in with my girlfriend. Congratulations? For what? Oh, no we aren’t getting married. It’s just cheaper if she pays half the rent and bills. I’m trying to save money. You know, with the economy and all.”
Not only are you, dear girls, not getting paid for your maid services and sexual favors… you are now giving away your hard earned money to some man whose going to treat you like a housekeeping whore.
That’s some “liberation and equality” we fought for, eh?
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