If you're on this site, you are probably one of the many single 30-somethings who celebrate their "living for me" lifestyle. And why wouldn't you? You're successful and at a point in your career where you're making enough money to do and buy the things you want, when you want. You're the decision maker in your home; there's no "running it by" the Mr. or Mrs. first. You don't have the heavy responsibility of "getting home to the kids" so you can meet friends for happy hour, a spa day or a weekend away at a moments notice. But do you ever get just a little twinge of self pity that maybe, just maybe, you'll never find someone to settle down with when you decide that you're ready to share your life and start a family? Well, stop pitying yourself. It can't be as bad as this guy. Five-thousand marriage proposals later, he's come to the conclusion that he must be the "ugliest man alive." Poor guy. He needs Dr. Phil and Match.com.
1 comment:
awwwww....thats so sad. poor guy.
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