girlfriend or girlfiend?

hmmm. i'm not quite sure how the topic came up, but y'all probably know how my mind can wonder from east to easter; bad habit, but its useful.

talked with S during lunch today, swapping snippets of talk on money and how painful it is to watch them fly out of our wallets into someone elses's eager hands. somehow, lying on my bunk now (the mattress feels so wooden it doesnt deserve to be called a bed), another story occured to me, about someone whose spending habits were so bad her huge allowance wasnt enough to cover all her expenses. one thought led to another, and i found myself recalling another horrifying (to me, at least) anecdote of a brand-blinded baby who acquires brand-new (excuse the pun) haute couture bags just about every month, courtesy of her beau.

the poor bugger.

i wouldnt feel so sorry for him if he were dirty rich and easily able to afford the digs, but when he has to work his ass off for the extra cash, and resort to borrowing money just so she can flaunt the latest contraptions, i cannot help but wonder if the colour of his glasses're tinted a little tooooo rosy for his own good. were i him i'd be seeing red, simply cuz if he were to marry the lady in question, he'd have to bear the cross of a heck of a lot more of her expenses rather than just her shopping frenzies and taste for expensive cuisine. and what an unworthy cross that would be.

shudder. such mentalities are beyond me. i do not lambast buying such branded gizmos, because i'm as much a lover of beautiful things as anyone else. rather, i condemn those who cannot afford them, and who therefore coerce their partners into spending on their behalf. the guilt trick's a hard ploy to gainsay; who wouldnt want their partner to be happy? although perhaps we ought to think about how shallow that puddle of happiness seems, especially if it dries up the moment the rays of a new bag sitting behind immaculate glass cases shine upon it.

so... girlfriend or girlfiend? you decide.