So when I was 26 I was in a grocery store one day. One of my married friends walked up to me and we made small talk. She noticed my selections: Pork and Beans, Bread, Peanut Butter and Jelly, and Cold Cuts. She said “Jeremy you need to find a wife. You’re 26 and you’re alone!”
I was like “Hold On! Don’t put me out to pasture and give me a bunch of cats just yet.”
Maybe I should have gotten a cat.