Well, if you ask the stupid men in my life, apparently everything. Delilah was given both mine and my husband's last name, it was hyphenated like mine is. I planned on doing the same with all the kids. So why does my idiot father tell my husband that we don't have to use my last name for "Groot"?
So many things wrong with that conversation.
1. It's my damn last name, it just so happens that I got it from you dad...
2. It's my baby, I'll give him whatever last name I freaking please, I do not need your permission.
3. Darling husband, haven't you noticed that all the men in your family have shitty luck, yea, no, my son will not just have your last name and be cursed like every male in your family.
4. Yes, his name will be crazy long but who's fault is that? My three letters does not add that much more letters to your eight!
5. In this world, there is still prejudice and racism, professionally, with my last name, our son is more likely to get a second look at his resume or college application.
6. I'm sick of this "tradition shit" just cuz I am a woman I am property and must take my husband's name? Branded like cattle and all my offspring will receive the same name?
7. This crap pisses me off, some times I think we should just pick another last name or take some letters from mine and some letters from his and make our own.
So stupid, I have better things to worry about.
