It’s been exactly 7 days since my last birthday.
Apparently the birthday wishes has since been accompanied with a brand new
spark. “When are you getting married?” I have run out of responses and even realized
a new allergy to that phrase. Pam Pastor Philippine Daily Inquirer has however spared me the many words and emotions by this great article.
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How’s this for a New Year’s Resolution. Stop
asking single people when they are getting hitched.
THE NEXT who asks me when I’m
getting married will get punched in the face. Seriously!
The regular person faces a lot of stress during the
holiday season. There are gifts to buy, gifts to wrap, traffic to sit through,
parties to go, reunions to prepare for, food to cook calories to count, but the
unmarried has to go through one more: dodging that stupid question.
“When are you getting married?”
It happens all the time. At parties,at family gathering, in your own home, whenever you bump into someone you haven't seen in a long time. And it's not just me. Other unmarried friends go through the same thing. And it doesn't matter if they are in a relationship or not; they just keep asking the question, like we can just decide tomorrow that we want to through on a white dress and sashay down that aisle.
And the question comes from all kinds of people,
relatives, family friends, old friends, new friends, even virtual strangers.
We've exhausted all kind of answers, from tongue-in-check
to downright rude.
- · Tomorrow
- · It’s just a headache
- · Why will you pay for it?
- · When I grow up.
- · When Brad leaves Angelina.
- · After your daughter does.
- · When the voices in my head stop.
- · I already am – to my laptop.
- · I’m waiting until am pregnant.
- · The thought of waking up to the same person makes me wanna throw up and cry.
- · And live like you? Never!
- · When I’m done with therapy.
- · When you stop asking me that question.
But we’re done with just laughing it off.
I don’t know what Emily Post book you are reading,
but “When are you getting married?” is not an acceptable alternative to “How
are you?”…
I don’t know why you think its okay.
Has this line become your official conversation
starter? Is this your idea of small talk? Do you have nothing else to say to
me? Do you honestly want to know? Are you that bored with your own life? Why do
you want to know?
Are you buying my wedding cake? Do you want to be
the first to run to Rustan’s (Nakumatt – in my case) for my gift registry? Are you
dying to be my godmother?
I’m 30 and have no dream of wearing a veil and
sending out lacy invitation. I don’t fantasize about picking ring bearers and flower
girls. I don’t stock up on bridal magazines. I have no secret list of
bridesmaids in my head. That does not give anyone the right to pry into my
life.
I don’t ask you why you and your wife still don’t have
kids. I don’t ask when your husband will stop cheating on you. I don’t ask if
you are going through menopause. I don’t ask when you will stop drinking. I don’t
ask if your boobs are real. I don’t ask when you last went to the dentist. Stop
asking when I’m getting married.
It’s annoying, it’s intrusive and it may get you
physically injured.
So don't. For the love of God and all things white and shiny, stop asking. Stop asking if I'm getting married; stop asking when I'm getting married. Because even if I were, you wouldn't be invited!
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So the next time you as me that same question,
think about those words because am still in love with my best friend.
