Damn! What can I say? I’ve posted my horror story here. And I have even tried to encourage [Well…not THAT much] people to consider marriage, but to “be careful,” expanding the field to included certain countries [Eastern European countries, South America, Russia, etc].
But, with YOU? Whew! What I hate almost more than anything else is a woman that f~~~s over a HARD WORKING MAN!!!!
Before I got married (and had NO idea who I would marry–and I’m talking about the SECOND marriage), I vowed that I would NOT bring my new wife into an apartment. She would have her OWN HOME. So, I worked my ASS off, hacking (driving a taxi, in Chicago), from 12 to 14 hours a day. I would also work all day on Saturdays, and if you worked Sunday, the cab company would lease a cab to you for one dollar. So, I was working SEVEN F~~~ING DAYS A WEEK in order to get a home for WHOEVER I was going to marry.
I succeeded. The first day of the marriage, I picked her up, walked her over the threshold, set her back down in the living room. The FIRST words out of her mouth were, “Man, who TRICKED you into buying THIS house!!” I instantly thought of all the mornings–the WEE HOURS of the morning–when, after having worked some 16 hours (sometimes), I ended up with a fare from O’hare airport to some Chicago suburb, and was so tired that I would park outside my fare’s home, keep the motor running, turn on the heat [it was winter], and TRY to sleep.
And there she was, my new “dream” wife, standing in front of me, bitching about a house that I had worked my ass off to get. Back then, hacking was not even considered work. But, I kept excellent records of all my fares, using only a tiny, $1.00, dime-store ledger. When I went to the bank, the woman told me that it would not be sufficient. But then, she said, “Wait. Let me show this to Mr. Smith.”
She walked the ledger over to him, he flipped through it briefly, looked up at me, SMILED, came and shook my hand, and said, “EXCELLENT!” It was clear to me then that, he RESPECTED that, though I had not used an accountant or anything like that, I NEATLY had written down every single fare, properly summed it, and also had had MORE than enough as a down payment for the house.
All this went through my mind, as this…WOMAN stood their, her FIRST words, in her new home, being criticism. Well, I just smiled and ignored it.
Every week after that was nothing but pure heal and derision of ME. I’ve mentioned it briefly in my bio here.
She didn’t work for the entire 6 years we were married, except the last year. And we both wanted it that way, for reasons of the children. But, throughout the marriage, in HER mind, I was nothing more “than a paycheck,” as she openly told me, not fearing AT ALL that I might put my f~~~ing FISH through her head, out the other side.
As I read your piece, my “moral” self sought to tell you to slow your roll on the sex; on your obvious decision not to get married–at least not now. But, I ain’t got S~~~ to say, in that regard, because I DETEST A WOMAN THAT DOES NOT RESPECT A HARD WORKING MAN LIKE YOU!!! And to think that you suffered through THREE of them is absolutely mind-boggling, and makes me wish that I had my crossbow again, so that……..
I have nothing to say. Carry on.
Russky 4 years, 9 months ago.
