You could literally be fighting for your life in every area of your existence and somehow there’s still a man whose biggest concern is sleeping with you.
My neighbor is Uncle Emma. Uncle Emma is 52 years old. He has never married. He lives alone. He has a good job. He has a fine house. He has a car. Everybody in the compound respects him.
People always ask him, Uncle Emma, when will you marry? You are getting old. You need a wife. You need children.