Hi all. I just got back from doing some grocery shopping (my guinea pig demands romaine and blueberries on hot days like this 😛 ), and I could be wrong but I believe I met my first in-person MGTOW whilst in line to check out. Here’s what happened, tell me what you think.
I’m at the self checkout behind a lady with way too many items to be in our express lane. She is clearly rushed, and in her fevered bagging knocks over a bunch of those crappy celebrity/lifestyle magazines they keep at the register. She doesn’t pick them up, just glances at them and goes on bagging. Good doormat that I am, I pick the mags up and put them back, remarking negatively about the ultra-dramatic/expensive wedding that celebrity couple X has on one cover to the middle age guy behind me. This is the conversation that followed:
Me: Geez, can you believe spending $5 million on a single event? I know it’s supposed to be a “special day” but come on…
Guy: *scoffs* It’s only special for the woman, nobody cares what the hell the man is going through. F-ing ridiculous waste of time and money, marriage.
Me: *nods* I hear you. Marriage isn’t in my cards, but if it were I’d do a small ceremony…select family and friends of ours, probably at a hall or park. Nothing fancy or loud, y’know?
Guy: *looks at me oddly* What?
Me: What, what? (Not my most articulate moment, but by this time I’m scanning my groceries.)
Guy: You don’t want to get married? Tie a guy down now, divorce him later…or just ride the gravy train?
Me: Nope. No need. Got my own job…own money…own car. Soon my own business. Besides, that’s a bitchy thing to do.
Guy: *looks at me in an appraising sort of way* Huh. You a feminist? Fish, bicycle, and all that?
Me: No. Egalitarian. Not feminist, not MRA. More in-between…fight for everyone’s rights, not just one sex.
Guy: So you don’t hate men, you just don’t want to mooch?
Me: Pretty much. That, and I enjoy the freedom of being single.
By now both of us are done getting our groceries, and are walking out to the parking lot.
Guy: Well…congratulations. You are the only woman I’ve ever met who thinks this way. Try to spread it around, eh? Men need more partners, not overgrown kids.
Me: *smiling* Indeed. Have a good day, man.
So, what do you think? Did I meet a MGTOW in his native habitat, a man who went through a bad divorce, or just a dude with opinions who enjoys talking to random people?