Last week, in a moment of frustration, EIC Jennifer Wright asked, “Should I just quit my job and get married?” It was supposed to be funny, but deputy editor Ashley Cardiff couldn’t entirely tell if she was joking. Now they’re curious: if given the option, would we spend our days watching TV and having no responsibilities? The answer is “Maybe” and also “adult babies.”
Jennifer: So, we’re debating “should we just get married and quit our jobs?” Does this not seem a little presumptuous of us? As though we think that at any moment we could call on any number of young gallants and they would take us away from all of this?
Ashley: Whoa whoa whoa, I thought this was called, “Should I just quit my job and get married?” because that’s what you asked me, while aggravated about something last week, the sarcasm of which was ambiguous. Hence…
Jennifer: Oh. And I made those words backwards. And plural. I don’t want to go alone. I thought we could be like Lorelei and Dorothy in Gentlemen Prefer Blondes. Give up our life of hustling and have a splashy song and dance wedding.
Ashley: Let’s back up a bit and maybe you can start by saying why that’s appealing? Other than the obvious appeal of “not working,” which–for real–would drive both of us insane.
Jennifer: Sometimes I just get really tired. And I think “what would it be like to nap in the middle of the day?” And cook like, an entire meal? Mostly napping. I think every PERSON who works fantasizes about this – however, weirdly, I think a culture still exists where if a woman leaves her job to get married – rather than retiring at 60 or 65 or whatever – it’s socially acceptable. Not that many people would judge you for leaving your job if you said “I want to prioritize having a family.” I mean if you were a man that would be… not an option.