Woman Somehow Engaged Before Filling Fiancé's Arbitrary Sandwich Quota
When we last left New York Post writer Stephanie Smith, she was toiling to meet her boyfriend's demand for tribute in the form of 300 sandwiches, with a promise of engagement at the end of her Herculean labors. But lo, the merciful and studly king has granted her an early release for good behavior, proposing to her after a mere 257 sandwiches.
"Ten sandwiches or so in, I did the math," she wrote last September. "Three sandwiches a week, times four weeks a month, times 12 months a year, meant I wouldn't be done until I was deep into my 30s. How would I finish 300 sandwiches in time for us to get engaged, married and have babies before I exited my childbearing years?"
One answer would have been "don't base your relationship on the performance of an arbitrary number of domestic tasks based on a sexist joke." But another answer, the one that totally works for Stephanie, is "definitely base your relationship on that joke, but stop after a very reasonable 260 sandwiches."
"Words cannot express how extraordinarily happy I am. Not because I have a engagement ring, but because I'm going to spend the rest of my life having ridiculously amazing adventures with my soul mate," Smith wrote on 300sandwiches.com.
She didn't specify whether the 3-sandwiches-per-week regimen will stop now that she's "proven [she's] wife material," or whether making her man sandwiches for life will be part of their prenuptial agreement.
Update: Looks like she's finishing the last 43.