Originally posted by silvercholla
Well sweety you are pushing 30 and you and I both know you aren't getting slimmer with age maybe you should keep your prospects open.
ouch! silvercholla's mom, queen of tact
your aunt diane has the hookup though.
this reminds me of a "heart to heart" my mother tried to have with me when i went home this spring.
mom: so, when you go to medical school, what type of doctor do you want to become?
me: i'm not entirely sure, maybe i'll go into internal medicine or preventive medicine, something like that
mom: why not surgery or something?
me: well, i'm not entirely sure i could handle the lifestyle, i think i might want to do something more low key but i'd figure it out for sure during school, there are a lot of specialties out there.........
mom: will you be making a lot of money? (oh god, where the hell is this going?)
me: well, probably not, i'm not really looking for some big financial payout, just want to reasonably cover school debt and live comfortably..........
mom: (trying to "level" with me condascendingly) baby, you need to go into something that pays well. no woman wants to be with a man who can barely pay his own rent. you have all these girls fawning over your good lucks now, but you wont have that when you're older and out of shape. maybe if you settled down with someone now she would give you better perspective on your career choices.
(okay, at this point is it a good time to drop the hidden fact that i'd been dating a jewish girl for almost half a year? damned if you do, damned if you dont.
let me add the backdrop that my mother is convinced that i am the biggest man ***** ever, even though my only contact with girls has really been three steady relationships. this presumption goes in accordance with when she thought i was doing drugs because i came home late because of track meets in high school, and the time that she thought i had dropped out of college because i didn't answer an email she sent for three weeks, among other things).
me: (yelling) I'm not going to be on welfare or something if i dont become a neurosurgeon!!!! look mom, if a woman is so shallow that she wont love me for 100K a year versus 250K a year, then thats a woman I want no part of!!!
mom: (trying to pull the innocent mom shtick) sweety, what are so mad about?
me: cause you're frustrating me with these ridiculous conclusions about my life!! i'm not trying to take some high paying job i dont like and end up with some trophy wife and live miserably ever after!!!!!
mom: oh, its ok baby. besides, you might meet yourself some nice girl in medical school who wants to be a surgeon, and you could marry her.
me: ARRRRRRGHHHHH!!!!!!! (DW slaps head, picks up car keys, and storms angrily out of house).
since i've started college, whenever she fields a call from a female friend of mine or meets a friend in person, its :"whats her name? whats her major? what are her career goals? does her family have money?"
ughhh
