On the Upper East Side, the only joyous event is a marriage. Even when a proposal is not yet made but the possibilities of it occurring lurk in the air, the community feels a burst of jubilation.
In our society, its improper for a woman or man to be left alone, even if they are courting. However, if suspicion of a proposal is present, the girls family members try to give the two some privacy. This is what happened yesterday to Elizabeth Bennet.
Yesterday is also the day I discovered my best friend was crazy.
Mr. Collins proposed to her.
She basically told him that she was flattered but would never marry him. Ever.
While Mr. Collins is not wealthy, he is an honorable accountant for a fortune 500 company, Macys. Sure he doesn’t even make quadruple the minimum wage, but he is still wealthy in comparison to other New Yorkers.
A girl married to him would never go hungry or cold.
She is sooooo foolish. Doesn't she realize that Mr. Collins is a respectable person to marry?
I’m so disappointed in her I can’t even finish this post.
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