I am a 31 year old, single young lady in D.C. SCARY….. if you live in Syracuse…..
My mother proceeded to tell me that she has finally started working with a financial planner. Great idea, for my parents… my dad will work until he is dead.
She decided to budget for my two younger sister’s weddings, one is 23 and the other is 24. When hearing this, the financial planner asks about the older daughter, me… In response, she says, I plan to save for the other two, don’t worry about her. She is independent and irrelevant.
Her excuse for this decision is that I feel very strongly that its not 1950 and no man will provide for you… aka there is no dowry. But still, wtf.
Life lesson: Marry an unemployed loser at the age of 23. Birth a baby you can’t afford, drive your car into a ditch as a stoner: LIVE HAPPILY EVER NEVER.

