Women act like children. When the man works the money he beings in is "their" money and how dare he try to claim it for himself.
When she gets a part time job that's "her" money and anyone suggesting it be spent on anything but her is immediately attacked.
When I was a kid I would do chores to earn a pittance allowance. It was far easier to get my mother to agree to it than my father, sure. The difference is that when my father did it I kept the money. When my mother did it she'd come into my room and take the money back when I wasn't there. I'm not kidding, I'd go to buy something with it and it was no longer there and there'd be some hand waving excuses from my mother about how she took it for my own benefit.
When my mother did it she'd come into my room and take the money back when I wasn't there.
... and here I was, thinking only my mom was like that. My earliest memory of being in public with her is of her throwing a tantrum because I wouldn't give her my allowance, under the guise of paying for my food...
This was an early red pill concept.
Women act like children. When the man works the money he beings in is "their" money and how dare he try to claim it for himself.
When she gets a part time job that's "her" money and anyone suggesting it be spent on anything but her is immediately attacked.
When I was a kid I would do chores to earn a pittance allowance. It was far easier to get my mother to agree to it than my father, sure. The difference is that when my father did it I kept the money. When my mother did it she'd come into my room and take the money back when I wasn't there. I'm not kidding, I'd go to buy something with it and it was no longer there and there'd be some hand waving excuses from my mother about how she took it for my own benefit.
... and here I was, thinking only my mom was like that. My earliest memory of being in public with her is of her throwing a tantrum because I wouldn't give her my allowance, under the guise of paying for my food...