The kicker came a week ago. After several months of unemployment, I was all exited that I finally got hired at a restaurant as a cashier. My father began asking about my mate’s income. I told him it was none of my business, my mate and I split the bills and his half is taken care of, but he was extremely comfortable. My father suggested that I become a house-girlfriend while I’m in college and let the Male of the house support me. The Male and I both cracked up.

Honestly, I’d love to be a housewife. I’d like the kind of job where all of my needs are met, and all I have to do is cook, clean, and spread my legs. If my mate and I breed, I probably will have to stay home so I can home school them. As of right now, He’s working hard to save up money for his own college, while I am a full-time student.

He’s a trucker, it hurts him a lot never to be home. Why the f*** would I ask him to spend all of that tuition money to support me while he’s in a job we both hate, when in a few years we could both have better paying jobs we like and be together? Because it’s the natural way? Him and me not together is as much of an insult to nature as I can think of.

I do understand my man. I will not use him like that. My mother was a housewife, but she was a HOMEMAKER. She kept the house cleaned, in repair, and educated both of her children and other people’s kids. She taught me how to remodel a room, install electrical fixtures, dissect a frog, work an algebra problem, and hem my own pants. The best example of the “housewives” I meet sits in front of the television watching HGTV all day while Hubby is at work, complaining about how useless he is because he can’t afford a twenty thousand dollar bathroom for her. When he gets home, she tosses him a TV dinner and yells at him to take out the trash. Is THIS the natural way?

If I have to become a stay-at-home female, by the Goddess I will treat it as a real job. My mate deserves it. As I do not have to right now, it’s better for us both that I have a paycheck.

Trigonometry will not make a woman happy in marriage, understanding of men surely will.

Of course, that works equally well if you regender it. I’m at a loss, indeed, to understand how most academic subjects might make anyone happy in his or her marriage.

Oh, wait, I get it, it doesn’t matter if a man is happy in his marriage, because he’s not actually supposed to participate in it, while a woman is expected to do nothing else.

Amanda Marcotte:
What if those four men are plotting with her?

Don’t be silly, men and women never interact outside the bedroom.

Wow. That one is a doozy. Women only have enough room in their pretty little heads for one subject, and devotion to math takes up what little space there is, so they’ll NEVER learn that men don’t make passes at girls in math classes! Heh.

Hey, I’m collecting those for the time when the oil all runs out and we find ourselves reverting to an agrarian existence.

First you use it as lineing for the chicken coop, then as a back up for wood burning furnaces. Cosmo has a million and one uses, the only thing is that none of them involve reading the damn thing.

If a girl wants to marry and become a homemaker one day, she should take time to prepare herself for her future profession.

If it’s that fucking difficult then surely there should be some sort of test to stop the unqualified amateur from accidentally baking their husbands to death while they iron shirts for an uncooked loaf of bread that they’re left to rest in a big comfy chair next to the fire.

Hmph. I don’t know, that implies that there is such thing as rape. What if those four men are plotting with her?

Being the math/science geek that I am, doing Trig - and Calculus, Geometry, Algebra, Statistics, Physics, etc. - tends to give me warm fuzzies.

Granted, I don’t see how this will help in my as-yet-non-existent marriage (except for the obvious practicalities of balancing a checkbook and being able to strip and repair electrical wires with ease), but’s it’s served me well so far, so I don’t plan on going all “Eternal Sunshine…” and erasing it all anytime soon.

When the Larry Summers of the world start saying the shit they do, I get all upset and defensive and feel guilty for not going further with my physics degree. When idiots like this write stuff that suggests I majored in a math intensive science simply because I was tricked or pressured into doing so, I can’t help but simply laugh my ass off.

The best thing my sixth grade teacher ever did was give me algebra problems to work on. School was usually good and all, but that was like being told to just go play instead of doing work.

Also, I am famous throughout my entire graduate program for the kickass homemade bread I sometimes bring to school on Mondays, so I know for a fact that you can learn to cook insanely elaborate things AND get a degree at the same time.

My (limited) graduate school experience suggests that knowing how to make at least one kickass dish/drink is an unwritten prerequisite for graduation.