Sad tale of single girls
Sir -- I've just come back from my 68th wedding. No longer can I ignore the huge problems I encounter, and not just at weddings. As a single girl, in her early 30s, it appears I make people feel uncomfortable. Not merely based on my personality, looks or disposition -- oh no! Rather my single status.
Upsetting as it may be for me on many occasions, it is clearly devastating for others. It appears society is incredibly uncomfortable with single girls, especially in their 30s. My God, I might as well have had a massive sign on my forehead reading 'Save me someone from the hell of not being like the rest of you' .
It began in the church, after the couple exchanged vows and headed for the door, I swivelled to admire the beautiful white dress. Unfortunately before my eyes could make it to the exiting bride, I was greeted by a grinning fiance of one of the girls in the church pew behind mine. I think I might have met him once before, yes, you guessed it, at another wedding. His grin widened to reveal an important message 'Don't worry, we'll find you a man today'. I smiled through gritted teeth while my friend looked on anxiously, steadily removing sharp objects and umbrellas out of my reach.