Anonymous wrote:I'm just trying to picture OP at a bar...
Talking to guy 1:
OP: So what do you do?
Guy1: I'm an investment banker
OP: Oh, where did you go to school?
Guy1: Northwestern undergrad and grad
OP: Oh, well it was nice to meet you
Talking to guy 2:
OP: So, what do you do?
Guy1: I'm a cardiac surgeon
OP: Where did you go to med school?
Guy1: Tufts
OP: Nice to meet you but I have to go
Talking to guy 3:
OP: And what do you do?
Guy3: I'm a lawyer
OP: What law school did you go to?
Guy3: BC Law
OP: Well I have to go.
Anonymous wrote:OP, you are at the perfect age to meet a husband. But don't concentrate on the guys that are in grad school. Better to meet a guy that is about 30-35 and working in the Boston area. There are lots of young professionals that went to many great schools but have schooling behind them and are ready for the next step.
Anonymous wrote:Ok, so I have listened to the advice in this thread with interest. I think there are truths in everything you are saying. I think I can approach this more light-heartedly than, "it MUST be a Harvard husband or nothing!" I just feel, I'm in Boston so what so I lose by giving it a shot? As some random woman once said, "you can fall in love with a rich man as easily as with a poor man."
I do think I have some unhealthy hang ups maybe. I think they just seem like a challenge
Anonymous wrote:Ok, so I have listened to the advice in this thread with interest. I think there are truths in everything you are saying. I think I can approach this more light-heartedly than, "it MUST be a Harvard husband or nothing!" I just feel, I'm in Boston so what so I lose by giving it a shot? As some random woman once said, "you can fall in love with a rich man as easily as with a poor man."
I do think I have some unhealthy hang ups maybe. I think they just seem like a challenge
. If you are so into Harvard, why don't you try to get in yourself.Anonymous wrote:Ok, so I have listened to the advice in this thread with interest. I think there are truths in everything you are saying. I think I can approach this more light-heartedly than, "it MUST be a Harvard husband or nothing!" I just feel, I'm in Boston so what so I lose by giving it a shot? As some random woman once said, "you can fall in love with a rich man as easily as with a poor man."
I do think I have some unhealthy hang ups maybe. I think they just seem like a challenge
Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:I'm just trying to picture OP at a bar...
Talking to guy 1:
OP: So what do you do?
Guy1: I'm an investment banker
OP: Oh, where did you go to school?
Guy1: Northwestern undergrad and grad
OP: Oh, well it was nice to meet you
Talking to guy 2:
OP: So, what do you do?
Guy1: I'm a cardiac surgeon
OP: Where did you go to med school?
Guy1: Tufts
OP: Nice to meet you but I have to go
Talking to guy 3:
OP: And what do you do?
Guy3: I'm a lawyer
OP: What law school did you go to?
Guy3: BC Law
OP: Well I have to go.
OP here and I laughed out loud at this. I will freely admit that my quest for a crimson husband is a little absurd. But we are all absurd in some way.
Perhaps. But you are talking about a husband, which has much more serous consequences than being "absurd" about say music or food someone likes. I advise that you snap out of this ASAP. Finding a good man to marry is hard enough without imposing arbitrary limits. Btw, I have a Harvard degree, DH doesn't. We are in our 40s and nobody cares who went to what school. That's important only for early twenties crowd. You need to grow out of it, lest you end without any husband at all.
Bingo. I'm 36, and most people don't care about who went where. And my experience is that the people who do still care in their 30s and beyond are vapid and superficial and make for horrible company.
Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:I'm just trying to picture OP at a bar...
Talking to guy 1:
OP: So what do you do?
Guy1: I'm an investment banker
OP: Oh, where did you go to school?
Guy1: Northwestern undergrad and grad
OP: Oh, well it was nice to meet you
Talking to guy 2:
OP: So, what do you do?
Guy1: I'm a cardiac surgeon
OP: Where did you go to med school?
Guy1: Tufts
OP: Nice to meet you but I have to go
Talking to guy 3:
OP: And what do you do?
Guy3: I'm a lawyer
OP: What law school did you go to?
Guy3: BC Law
OP: Well I have to go.
OP here and I laughed out loud at this. I will freely admit that my quest for a crimson husband is a little absurd. But we are all absurd in some way.
Perhaps. But you are talking about a husband, which has much more serous consequences than being "absurd" about say music or food someone likes. I advise that you snap out of this ASAP. Finding a good man to marry is hard enough without imposing arbitrary limits. Btw, I have a Harvard degree, DH doesn't. We are in our 40s and nobody cares who went to what school. That's important only for early twenties crowd. You need to grow out of it, lest you end without any husband at all.