with the fact, that she knows that building her career now, is just plain smart. Pamela is 23, but she's been around long enough to have witnessed what looks like age discrimination. While women start hitting that "wall" around 40 or so, men get slammed into the same wall at around 50. Pamela also knows building things - that will likely weather storms - take time.
Pamela goes to work each day, then off to class, stops at the gym, then takes out supper somewhere, then to her apartment where she studies diligently. She has to, to keep that 3.8 grade point average, to keep an edge on her cmv (career market value). Needful to say, Pam doesn't have much - if any - time to learn how to sew dresses or can applesauce. And forget about messing up her kitchen to roll pie-crust ... stuff's fattening, so what's the point!
In the real world, like it or not, career is very important. And it's one of those things that's best cultivated while young.
Come to think of it, maybe, just maybe, that's yet another reason why the snot-brats over at ROK are anxiously anticipating Pamela's 30th birthday. Yep, Pam just interviewed for a promotion; and if she doesn't get this one, there's other promotions that look interesting. You see, dear reader, our heroine is a 4 (per the red pill's evolution-based, and VERY Christless, scale) so yeah, for her to get ahead, her reports have to be pre-deadline and accurate.
Oh, and her having a car AND a driver's license (and no dui expenses)...yeah, such is yet another ingredient known to stirr up some resentment among the mommy's-basement socio-political party.
And yeah, she gets to go places...that is, when her studies and various other obligations are caught up. Every two or three friday or saturday nights, she gets together with friends. And sure, they sometimes go to this or that nightclub, listen to the band, have a few drinks, hit the dance floor, and enjoy being young. Meanwhile, over at red-pill ville, alot of half-stale corn chips get consumed between the same old screen id crowing about wine and age.
Never mind, most wines are either insanely sweet, or they leave a bitter aftertaste. Maybe the $100 a bottle stuff does neither, but seriously, why blow $100, or even $50, on something you're just going to pee away, an hour or so later!
Oh, by the way - and this one's really rich - one of the thinks-he's-so-clever snot-brats made the remark about some 30 year-old broad discovering the church life. Well guess what, einstein, if you bothered yourself to read atleast a few coming-to-Christ testimonies, you would notice that, for the most part, men and women generally accept Christ (on His terms, alone) some years before gray hairs appear/waist lines thicken. Not to say that ya can't get saved at 50, or even 80 - just sayin, most people begin to see vanity fair for what it is, prior to their middle years.
Anyway, Pamela and her friends are like most people. People who want to live productive lives, have things, and mercy sakes alive, have some fun before they get old ... way of the (unsaved) world. Pam and her friends see things as they are: in this world, of today, women - young, old, skinny, fat - are on their own, like it or not. And sad to say, but reality is what is, to become financially dependent on a man???
Not smart, sad to say. Just is what it is.
And you wonder why, young women are (supposedly) chasing "chads." Oh come on, young women - who are navigating quite well through the daily life of work (while ROK are parked on saggy sofas munching on pork rinds - ew gross!) Anyway, isn't it even remotely possible these (supposedly) promiscuous young women are just going with the flow, enjoying the time, while knowing, sooner or later, last call will be announced?
