S1E3 Is There a Secret Cold War Between Marrieds and Singles?

Despite my delusional ideas of a beautiful beach wedding, I’ve always known that unless I move to Canada or Vermont, chances are that no one’s going to “put a ring on it” as far as my fourth finger is concerned.

I’m not saying that I’ll remain single. Not saying that I’ll find someone either, but lets hope that’s not the case. Practically speaking, I’m going to spend the rest of my life in Malaysia, maybe with the man I’ll refer to as my “boyfriend” or “life partner.” It is safe to say that I’ll never know what it’s like to be married.

But hey, why would I need to experience first hand when I’ve got enough friends and second hand experience to virtually go through the whole thing myself?

While I may, for the most part, be part of the “younger crowd,” I’ve always leaned towards forming friendships with people who’ve got a few years on me. I’d like to think it’s because of our similar wavelengths, but truth be told I honestly have no idea why these people are friends with me. They talk about Gaudi and I think we’re having a conversation about different preparations for beef. I digress.

Most of these friends are either married or heading that way. There are the occasional few who are still shopping around and test-driving, but majority have done the old, new, borrowed, and blue.

In today’s world, we face a lot of discrimination. We face racial discrimination, gender discrimination, and some even status discrimination. It’s no surprise that floating in that cesspool is what I like to call the rock discrimination. Cos’ honey, if you ain’t sportin’ a rock on that finger, turn around and walk away.

What is it about single people that married people find so appalling? I mean, you’d think after listening to the go on about their wedding plans, their bad in-laws, his farting in bed, her nagging about everything and that really expensive wedding present that I did not get on sale at Isetan, you would think that the singles would be given some slack? You’re about to embark on the journey of a lifetime and all I get is this piece of cake.

Maybe they feel threatened about single people. Maybe they are worried that the closer someone is, the easier it is for them to pull the rug from under you and the pants from under the belly of their balding husband? Or are they just jealous? The singles get to go out, have a good time, sleep with whomever they want and never have to come home with an explanation. Sure they have that whole “contentment of marriage” and “beauty of making love to the same person” bullshit, but you have to admit that the singles have it just a little better off.

Hell, they have it so well off that they sit at their laptops on Wednesday nights, alone in their apartment, and watching friends while writing a blog entry that no one is going to read. Yeah. That’s definitely it. Keep on being green, married folk. I’m sure you’d rather be doing this.