I manage a couple of restaurants in my city. My state is very red, but my city is a liberal "utopia". The men that frequent my establishments are your typical, limp wristed twats. Their wives run the marriages and hate their men.

Anyway, the other day we were extremely busy and I was helping the servers get their tables set up. I approached a family of four to greet them and ask about drinks. The fat, bitch-faced wife spoke for everyone while the husband never raised his eyes from the menu.

After getting their drink order I asked if anyone had any questions. The man finally spoke up, his voice was so soft I could barely hear him. He asked me what soups we had that day. Before I could even answer his wife responds in a shrill voice that no, he didn't need soup, they were getting the same thing they always did. The man said nothing more.

I had trouble hiding my disgust as I left the table. Our soups are $3 a cup. It was such a trivial thing, a fucking cup of soup. A grown man isn't allowed to spend $3. He is probably the breadwinner too. Moral of the story? Mgtow, don't be soup guy.