DAD: “At your age I already had two kids.”
ME: “How much was your apartment?”
DAD: “About $650.”
ME: “Mine is $1,850.”
DAD: “Yeah but salaries were lower.”
ME: “What did you make?”
DAD: “Maybe $35,000.”
ME: “I make $58,000.”
DAD: “Exactly. You make way more.”
ME: “My salary went up 66%.”
DAD: “Right.”
ME: “The rent went up 185%.”
Long silence.
Then he asked if I had considered getting a roommate.
I'm starting to think percentages only count when they're convenient.
I’m such a "thank you so much" typa girl because i understand that nobody is obligated to do anything for me, so i'll always appreciate the people who choose to show up for me.!
girl to girl: sometimes you’ll find an old picture of yourself and suddenly realize you were actually beautiful during a time when you spent so much energy criticizing yourself.
I see a lot of men posting how no woman deserves this and I think that’s sad. Most restaurants would do this for free, at least back then when I did it, it came as a free service. How cheap can you be as a man to even lack the empathy to do something nice and basic for that girl you claim to like?