From Sunday's NY Times
On why
she was still single at 35:
Obviously, I was left over, too — I was just never sure what my problem was. Until one man let me know. After overhearing a friend and me comparing our weekend horror-date stories, he walked up to me and asked, “You know what your problem is?”
No, I did not know what my problem was. And I was dying to find out.
“Your problem,” he said, “is you don’t need a man.”
I thought that was a good thing — to be able to take care of oneself.
He asked if I had a job.
“Yes.”
“A car?”
“Yes.”
“A house?”
“Yes.”
“Clothes?”
“Of course.”
“Food?”
“Obviously.”
“That’s your problem.”
“Excuse me?”
