Gaining his blessing
Gaining his blessing
That’s a better idea, I was wondering how one could “walk her down the isle whilst riding the bike”
Reminds me of when trump said: “when you see somebody walking down the street with out their legs, with out their arms”
Wife wanting to spend limited liquid money on daughter’s wedding = bad.
Husband wanting to spend limited liquid money on motorcycle = good.
Am I getting that right?
No, wife bad because she’s the antagonist to husband’s fun.
It’s a well-documented thing, I’m honestly surprised I have to explain it right now.
Could have put a deposit down with an agreement he gets to test it before committing to purchase.
Or it’s the Internet and is lying
Or it’s the Internet and is lying
Who would do that?! Who would lie on the internet?!
I did the same thing in Germany, but the down payment was much higher so people tend to commit fully. It’s actually more of an exception in the US as people tend to not custom order as dealers have loads of new cars ready to go on the lot.
Frankly I’d prefer them to switch to a custom order model, but there are too many impulse car buyers here.
Frankly I’d prefer them to switch to a custom order model, but there are too many impulse car buyers here.
Sales people here are hyper aggressive at trying to get you to buy something today. I ordered my last vehicle and they fought it tooth and nail kicking and screaming. They ended up doing a national search with a 3000 mile radius looking for what I wanted at other dealers. When that came up empty they finally yielded and let me order the damn thing.
He didn’t ask because he knew a bike was coming. That was just serendipity.
This attitude of asking a father permission stems from the archaic attitude that women are the property of their fathers and then their husbands.
My partner is permemantly disabled, so getting married grants them protection financially if anything happens to me. I could totally make a will and say “All my stuff goes to spouse”, but if my family (not that they ever would) wanted to intervene because we weren’t married, they could.
Now? Because we’re married my partner gets anything and everything if something happens to me. The house, the cars, the dogs, my inheritance, everything.
It’s 2026, the net beneficiary of marriage is whichever half earns less. Assuming shared finances. Which due to the gender pay gap tends to actually be the woman, but could also be the man.
Divorces aren’t terribly difficult to get in any sane parts of the world and there’s really not much power you get over the other party that they don’t also get over you. Plus if you’re a woman, developed countries tend to have things like women’s safety centers to get away from abusive spouses (wish they also had them for men in my country, but luckily that ordeal is mostly over for me). Also two women can get married, which of them then owns the other one? If it’s chattel.
You’re taking it way too literal. Some women think it’s romantic when you ask their father for permission to marry them. If she wants you to do this, she’ll likely tell you. The same way you’d discuss whether she wants her father to walk her down the aisle. These practices aren’t necessarily bad or toxic.
If you are in a healthy committed relationship you talk about these sorts of things, there’s no right or wrong. On the other hand, I do agree with you that it would be really weird and creepy to ask a father permission to marry his daughter behind her back.
My partner was going to marry me no matter what their dad said, but it meant a lot to them to get his approval. I was going into the military and he was a retired high ranking lieutenant.
8 years later their dad still loves the shit out of me.
My bad. I shouldn’t type while sick.
Lieutenant colonel is what I meant.
I personally disagree. Long time ago, I was dating someone and one day it just happened… Like that was the point I knew I wanted to spend the rest of my life with her. But I did a quick ‘ask her father for permission’ but in my head… And doing that was when I fully came to grasp with just how much a loser I was and how little I had to offer anyone. That moment, was the moment my life shifted. I got my drinking under control, went to college, made better friends, I was serious about my future.
While I didn’t talk to her father, I knew exactly what he’d say. I knew exactly how he felt about me. Him being always honest with me and me finally being honest with me was the best thing that’s ever happened to me.
I’ve never viewed it as a property thing, at least not in America. And I didn’t anyone does. To me it’s always been more of a ‘are you worthy, do I trust you’.
I don’t know if it came from elsewhere first, but it’s not very common nowadays in the US.
It’s old-fashioned, and it’s not like the woman’s parents have the authority to say ‘no’. It’s more like a gesture of humility, then a “we accept you into our family” sort of thing. If someone does it these days, it’s probably in the south and with a really traditional family who they’re trying to impress.
My wife and I were 6 months into planning ours and so fucking stressed out over making it a great experience for our honored guests. A text from her mother that read “Well if you invite X you have to invite Y or else it’s going to be an issue…” was the straw that broke both our backs, but there had been months of this shit prior to that point, to the point where it was affecting my wife-to-be and I’s relationship and we never argued like we did over planning our “traditional” wedding.
None of the stress was internal, it was all external…people weighing in with their opinions of our plans, what we should serve, oh this person doesn’t like that, you should have this instead, well this person is going to insist on bringing their kids even if they kids are not invited so you’d better plan on having settings for them, dont use that photographer use this photographer or else wedding ruined, dont get this caterer get this other caterer or wedding ruined, dont have it here, have it there, or wedding ruined…
So we both said “Fuck it” and eloped. Found a small bed and breakfast a few hours away that offered a literal Elopement Package…the owner was a certified JP, his wife did all the decorating…they even provided witnesses. All we had to do was show up. The price was just under what the photographer alone was going to cost us.
Happily married for 10 years now. Best decision we ever made.