Why women should earn more than men

“Do we need to budget for personal care?” Yesss, I do jars, budgets, and the big budgeting (I have to, just read this). But I think that's a strange question. Hello, of course there should be a pot the size of the Eiffel Tower for that. Just like for investment pieces, because investing in clothes is smart. And to hit it hard with your girlfriends, because they are your free psychologist. Saves a bunch on your deductible that you can take a sabbatical from.

And I would like to start my plea with that. I believe that women should earn more than men. Why? Well, women are the engine of the world. Seems like a good enough reason. But if you leave that aside for a moment, I think there should be more money in the pot because we incur more costs. And don’t say I’m wrong, because men are the first to shout that a woman costs money.

Everyone just expects us to show up looking a bit nice. Your eyebrows plucked, legs waxed, a cellulite treatment, and nails done by the manicurist. And as you pass thirty, you definitely need a connective tissue massage from time to time (by the way, I really want to test this). If you let things go, then you a. start to look shabby and b. earn even less, because women who look well-groomed already earn more anyway. Speaking of getting miles away from home, phew. But that should cost something. At a decent manicure, you’re at least twenty-five euros, at a minimum. If you go through all those centimeters in the waxing lane, that’s about ten euros per square centimeter and then that haircut and those brushes (May even faithfully visits the brow psych, multitasker to the max). Something with euros rolling.

Did you think this was it? No way, because you also maintain a healthy lifestyle. And all that raw food and green vegetables are an assault on your budget. I shop for about thirty euros worth of greens each week. I do this at the market, so I approach it very strategically. A fat frikandel from the Febo is nothing compared to that. And no matter how green you try to be, you also have to go to the gym. Imagine your upper arms flapping when you wave at someone. A boot camp class here, a quick stop at yoga for a dose of zen. Minimally ridiculous on the bill. The man? He’s done with a membership at the football club. I’m telling you, that salary is unfairly distributed.

I already mentioned the psychologist, but going out with the girlfriends equals saving on healthcare costs. Win-win, but you also have to invest the necessary euros in that. And finally… He hardly ever has to spend anything on what he wears. A gala? The tuxedo hangs in the closet. A piece of jewelry? Well, once that watch and he’s set for five years. At three in the morning through that dodgy neighborhood home? He on his bike, us with the Abel. Yes, I’m making points here. I know. So when you bring up that raise, you already have some conversation material to talk those numbers up.