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Thank goodness I only have a job, not a career

Ouch! I have whiplash from my flashback to the 50s.

Check out Josh's comments on a Forbes article titled - Don't Marry a Career Woman.

Can I point out that ruling out career women will leave a heck of a lot of guys mateless and looking desperately, anywhere, for a date. I know very few non-career women. Especially ones who aren't married already. Scratch that, I know NO single non-career women. They don't exist.

The article states that "recent studies have found professional women are more likely to get divorced, more likely to cheat, less likely to have children, and, if they do have kids, they are more likely to be unhappy about it."

That's because, unless they are lucky, the men they marry are still too stuck in the patriarchal poopoo kahkah to appreciate what they have - a hard working person who most likely does more than 50% (probably closer to 80%+) of the housework, childcare and everything else in addition to their job. You'd be unhappy too Mister.

And as for being unhappy making more money than the man does - I made more ($5-15K/year more depending on the year) than my ex-spouse and it didn't bother me in the least. Hell, I divorced him pretty much the same month he started getting a real paycheck and we were going to make almost the same amount. I'm more uncomfortable in my current situation where Friendster Guy is making more than me. I feel like a mooch.

Michael Noer better get used to his girlfriends being underage and smelling like french fries because he's going to have to start trolling McDonald's for those "non-career" women. We "career women" don't want him.

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