I have a theory. A woman who insists on keeping her maiden name and going with a hyphen last name is more likely to cheat on her future husband, thus future husbands should avoid this big mistake.
Any husband that allows this is a pushover to a hamster.
Any woman asking for this is a selfish bitch.
This about it. A woman with a hyphenated name is not equal to the husband. See how the following sound:
Mr. Smith and Mrs. Smith – nice and homogenous. Equal and together.
Mr. Smith and Mrs. MeeFirst-Smith – complicated and selfish. Unequal and segregated (like the term African-American).
I’ll try to find divorce records and see if I can find a difference between hyphenated names and regular names.
I was at Chipotle yesterday and I’m in line behind a man and his son. The dude looks like a docile herb, but on the higher end of the scale. He’s quiet and his, say, 7-year-old son is next to him displaying the same quietness and passiveness. In front of them is a woman holding a little girl in her arm with another 3-year-old girl at her side. She’s tall, slender and has that nice-girl look – not too much makeup, talks pleasantly and holds herself well with slight modesty to her vibe. She orders what seems to be a lot of food for her and her two daughters. They scoot up a bit in the line.
I’m expecting the guy and his son to scoot up a bit since it was now their turn to order, but the guy doesn’t order, just scoots behind the woman a bit looking like he’s lost or awaiting some sort of instruction. I’m wondering if the guy already ordered or if he’s just going to follow the line until he reaches the cash register and ask for a drink or something. Then it happens.
The woman turns to the man and says, “Get us some napkins and grab a table, okay?” The guy barely whispered a response and him and his son scurried off as instructed.
Another defeated man spotted. I ordered and left.
The whole incident only took one minute but it revealed so much about this guy. Here was a man that was totally willing to take the position as back-seat observer to whatever his wife was initiating. Prior to my red-pill discovery, I would not have noticed such gutlessness.
Here’s what this guy should have done. He should have walked IN FRONT of his wife, asked her what she wanted and told her to get some napkins and save a seat. He should have done this so that his son sees what leading the way looks like. But this kid, through his father’s inactions, will learn to follow behind a woman’s whims and to become a white-knight or manboob.
What a sad sack that guy was. I wanted to tell his so SO FUCKING BADLY.
Again, the woman carried herself quite pleasantly, and she seemed to be a feminine, demure woman that any guy would like to meet. But, she was calling the shots and I’m sure she wouldn’t mind someone giving her a one-minute break.