Thread: Parasites-in-waiting

A conversation in my current workplace last week featured around the stupidily high house prices in the UK, and how even two incomes - let alone one - are barely enough to get on the property ladder.

After I admitted I was content just to rent, one woman snootily insisted she'd rather own a home (she's 27 and still lives with her parents) than rent, but admitted that she couldn't possible even cover the monthly payments on a mortgage ("My credit card bills are so high, (GIGGLE!)") let alone be able to save up for the deposit.

In fact, she'd rather "own" a home someone else paid for. A man, ideally.

"What I need," she honestly and unashamedly declared, "is a rich man with a house of his own. Then he can marry me and I won't need to buy a house."

"Then if you divorce him, the house is yours," brayed another woman, some forty-something spinster who honestly looks a lot like this...




...only less green. But fatter. And more piggish.

There was much approving laughter and chuckles amidst the female pack of the office. Then a few sneering comments about the lack of 'good men.' Or rather, the lack of men with good houses for women to legally pinch via the sick joke that the marriage laws have become.

And these, ahem, "ladies" have the nerve to wonder why I choose to be a bachelor.

Eternal Bachelor