Absolutely tear apart “I’m being forced to marry this woman” jokes. I hate them so fucking much. Do you know how much of a let down it is to see the person you love and share so much with turn around and rag on you to your friends as “the ol’ ball and chain”? Imagine trusting and respecting someone so much that you’re willing to commit your life to a union with them, and meanwhile they’re talking about how their life could only get worse if they were married to you. Destroy the idea that a man’s life is best when he’s a player, and that his life is “over” once he allows a woman into it. Destroy the idea that all women are controlling, horrible bridezillas. How disenchanting it is to see so many people shit all over the love between two people.
Respect your fucking wife. If you can’t do that, don’t get married.
Get you a man who
Additionally:
Destroy the notion that marriage is in any way trapping either party involved. If it is, then the relationship was never healthy to begin with, and marriage won’t fix an already unhealthy union.
On a brighter note, my new mentor/boss is unreal in this industry, and it makes people palpably uncomfortable, i.e. what I aspire to be. We’re sitting in a meeting today, and she’s getting up every 30 seconds to write scatterbrained notes on the whiteboard, before getting back into her chair, sitting on her knees, interrupting with quips and giggles every other time something is said. When another partner is talking, she’s leaned back in her chair, arms folded, in a t-shirt dress and pantyhose, touting a spread larger than a Wall Street WASP on the E train at rush hour. She has an ohm tattooed on the back of her neck, which I can only see because her fire red hair, exactly the same shade as mine, is pulled back today. Speaking of, she lets the room know that her hair’s only pulled back today because she hasn’t washed it in a week. Shortly after, she says “listen to Lauren tell you about this, because I REALLY HAVE TO GO PEE.” She draws a stick figure to represent a manager, and gives it shoes to make it look different. They’re heels. The guys laugh and ask “why’s he wearing heels” and she’s like “I don’t know, because my feet hurt.” New York in the fucking house, my dudes.
This is something these tightass corporate guys aren’t used to responding to. They don’t know how to match the energy, how to be a person instead of just a resource.
When I speak, she points at me with wide eyes, and goes “YES. YES.
THAT.” Because I think she’s most excited about the fact that my mind
works the same way hers does. It wants to analyze and create in
near-equal parts.
I’d be planning my move to Vancouver right fucking NOW if it weren’t for this project. I’m going to stick this one out. I have a mentor that not only trusts me to take the reins, but also isn’t bothered by taking shit from short-sighted people because we’re pushing them to do better. And hey, it’s early; I may be overly optimistic still. But girl, I think we will.
I’m not gonna lie, I cried a little at the end of Too Big to Fail.
“I hope they’ll use the money the way we we’re asking them to. They will.. lend it out, won’t they?”
“Of course they will.”
I’m beginning to piece this all together. And it makes me want to change my entire life direction and get a job on Wall Street just so maybe I can be a drop of decency in this pool of garbage humans. But also I don’t trust myself not to become a greedy piece of shit too. And even if I didn’t, I don’t think it’d even really matter, in the end. What a nightmare.
I went to the doctor today and learned that stress has dropped me 15 lbs in two months. I have not been working out. That is 15 lbs of muscle deterioration from not eating enough. Taking a pledge right now not to get involved with anyone in 2019 as a recognition of my own terrible taste in men. Boss vibes only this year.
Anonymous asked: OK I can't inbox you because I've lurked here for almost a decade now, and I really have no good reason for doing so except that you're pretty, interesting, and somehow I find it kind of captivating how your life is evolving. And that's just creepy. That said, I'm an economist. What happened in 2008 probably cannot happen again. I do think markets are in for a big correction and that housing prices are way overinflated. If you have a cash horde, keep it and buy later when assets are cheap.
Haha well thank you for lurking me, I’m strangely honored 😂 it’s not creepy! I wouldn’t put it out there if I wanted it private.
Also I don’t know what your last sentence meant but I will try to remember to do it. I’ve had a couple people tell me 2008 can’t happen again, I hope you’re right! I still don’t know how or why it would or would not, but.. I’m getting somewhere in all this.
This one has been festering in my subconscious for a while now.
One time he said something like “she does this endearing thing when she meets you where she tells you how much she’s obsessed with your art or your music and how she’s written about you in her diary”
Once I got over the initial half-second “cool story I don’t give two shits about your garbage pail kid looking hoe ass ex, defend her deplorable personality one more time and I’ll put her in the actual garbage and probably you too” flare, I started laughing. I thought it was funny, ergo I thought laughing was the expected reaction
It was not
So I realize this fool is serious. And I think wait.. that’s endearing? What is she 6 years old? I mean it’s one thing to write things in a diary, that’s normal. But to write about an obsession over a person you barely know, then meet them and TELL them all about it? Where I’m from that’s not endearing, that’s called being a stalker, you fucking weirdo
I said that, and he looked genuinely confused
It was at that moment that I first began to suspect that there was still a severe and irreconcilable disconnect between me and Charlotte’s dating culture in general
Then I thought well shit I do this endearing thing where I actually genuinely want to get to know a person in their own words and not just stalk them on social media to figure out how I should change my personality so I can be their friend and earn cool points, because people can be interesting and I’m not some social climbing vagina in heels trying to claw my way to the top of the trash heap in some backwater town like this, for sale to the bidder with the highest likelihood of getting verified on instagram but guess that’s not what the cool kids do here
There’s a reason there’s no #humansofcharlotte.. everyone’s story would be the exact same ft. 1 of 4 bars and a varying number of partners they are currently cheating on
Things haven’t worked out with me and several men in NY but it was always HONEST and neither of us wasted each others time; conversely, every dude I’ve dated from Charlotte just gets with me to make themselves feel like hot shit (this is self-admitted this isn’t me being an asshole but for some reason people here find me intimidating and they seem to think that helps their image), tries to one-up me during the whole relationship when they realize I want partner by my side and not an idol on a pedestal and so no, I will not agree with or give you a trophy for every opinion you express to me, and eventually just cheat down when despite the fact that I am consistently supportive of whatever it is that they do, I won’t throw a soirée and put a golden tiara on their precious heads just for putting their work-in-progress demo on soundcloud, because at their core they’re little insecure boys who want to be worshiped by some empty-headed bag of rat turds stuffed into a Fashion Nova dress that’s two sizes too small, and despite my attempts to rein in myself, my ambition, and my confidence so as not to step on their delicate wieners they still end up feeling emasculated
“He is not a dude. YOU are a dude. This - this is a man.” - Drax to Quill about Thor but also me giving a detailed powerpoint presentation about NY men to Charlotte dudes who keep fucking me over
Astrid Leong I may not have your money or your sense of style or your perfect face or your patience but girl I have felt your pain
If your partner makes more money than you, ESPECIALLY if you are a man and your partner is a woman, you need to assess whether that makes you feel small and if it does you need to go
Nothing against Fashion Nova I love a good bandage dress as much as the next girl but can we all just stop pretending this is high fashion, this city is so embarrassing oh my god
I want to repeat that this has been a CONSISTENT experience with the Charlotteans I’ve dated over the past 13 years
Get me out of here I miss being surrounded by interesting people
Anonymous asked: Lauren you don't belong in Charlotte. You are too good for Charlotte. Charlotte doesn't vibrate at the same frequency as you. Don't let people change you. Be a wolf. Make a wolf pack. Live in a place where you thrive. Don't let humans domesticate you to only mistreat and abuse you. To physically mentally and emotionally devastate you. Be with like people and leave the others behind they don't deserve you.
Thank you :) all of this was so nice to wake up to. And all good advice.. really truly genuinely did think Charlotte had gotten to the point where I could find like-minded people. But it’s.. more or less exactly how I left it.