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They told my wife: “You Are Not Pretty Enough to Work Here” I had to do something about it

I was incensed when my fiancée spent our whole wedding cash on a dress. I lost it when she acted so carelessly. I thus came up with an unforgettable lesson for her. She may have deserved this wake-up call, but other people believe I went too far. Was I in the right?

Hello to all of you. This is Mark, a 32-year-old recentlywed. You are aware that the day of your wedding is meant to be the happiest of your life? Well, my wife Elly’s $10,000 buying binge made mine into a financial nightmare I will never forget. Fasten your seatbelt. You’re going to learn how I made our honeymoon into a memory that Elly won’t soon forget, and how our entire budget was spent on a single outfit.

I’ll give you a little background. Our wedding was planned on a modest, approximate budget. It was a little gathering, approximately thirty people, held on the property of a family friend. Nothing special. We even made our own decorations and purchased our wedding cake from Costco. The cost in kind? A extremely costly honeymoon. I had faith in Elly to purchase her wedding gown. She assured me it wouldn’t cost a lot. She spent $10,000 on an outfit, though, I later learned. That covered about our whole budget. I was CRAZY

“Elly, what were you thinking?” When I learned, I lost it. “That was our entire budget!” As she looked at her nails, she said, “Mark, you’re being ridiculous.” It’s only a minor indulgence. “Don’t I have the right to look stunning on my wedding day?” My gaze grew strained. With a sarcastic tone, I added, “That’s rich, coming from someone who didn’t lift a finger to save for this wedding.” Elly, though, had zero regret. She didn’t seem to care that I spent a lot of money on an ostentatious wedding gown that she wouldn’t wear again.

You see, I’ve spent my entire life witnessing my mother, a widow, work incredibly hard to save every dollar for my future. I was taught the value of hard-earned money there, beginning with my piggy bank when I was very young. And even if I now have a lucrative work, money isn’t guaranteed to fall from the sky, is it? Elly was not born into an affluent household with a silver spoon in her mouth, just like me. She also needs to understand how important it is to budget her money.

Furthermore, what do you know? Her conceited demeanor made my blood boil. Instead of celebrating our commitment, she behaved as though our wedding was a stage for her to perform. “You’re exaggerating,” she rolled her eyes at Mark. “It’s only a dress. We’ll figure things out.” Make it function? It was disappointing to see all of the work I had put into saving for this go so quickly. The closer the wedding day got, the more enraged I became. But I was working on a plan. The big day arrived and passed. We put on a respectable celebration in spite of the financial disaster. But I wasn’t done with it yet. We headed to the airport for our Miami vacation after the ceremony. I smiled at Elly as we came up to the departures area.

“Happy motoring, sweetie. I’ll see you in a week when I return.” I said, grabbing my bags and slamming the trunk shut. Elly’s expression furrowed in perplexity. “When will you return? What’s going on, Mark? “Are we going with each other?” I could see her starting to get panicked as the knowledge hit her.

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